#height

The artist's job, I think, is to be a conduit for mystery. To intuit it, and recognize that the story-germ has some inherent mystery in it, and sort of midwife that mystery into the story in such a way that it isn't damaged in the process, and may even get heightened or refined. ↗

— George Saunders

#conduit #damaged #even #get #heightened

It was as simple as this: The Kennedys had a feeling of being heightened and it rubbed off on the people who came in contact with them. They were a unit. ↗

— Charles Spalding

#came #contact #feeling #had #heightened

Bigotry and judgment are the height of insecurity. ↗

— Jasmine Guy

#insecurity #judgment

Heathcliff, make the world stop right here. Make everything stop and stand still and never move again. Make the moors never change and you and I never change. ↗

— Emily Brontë

#wuthering-heights #change

Most people couple within their own height range- short couples are 8 percent apart, midsize couples are 8 percent apart. The exception is talls. Tall women, meanwhile, date men who are approximately the same size, 0 to 5 percent taller; extremely tall women go for men 0 to 2 percent taller. Tall men are kids in a candy store, dating whomever they want. ↗

— Arianne Cohen

#height #dating

One thing I have always been is too short. It's adorable when you're in junior high. After that, it's a pain in the ass for the rest of your life. ↗

— Elizabeth Berg

#humor #small #stature #humor

My ideas aren't afraid of height. ↗

— Leena Ahmad Almashat

#freedom #height #ideas #thoughts #freedom

I'm taller than my father, and taller than two of the stones at Ban Drochaid." "I meant in feet," she clarified. Speaking of the mundane gave her a measure of calm. He eyed his boots a moment and appeared to be doing some rapid calculations. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#funny #gwen #height #karen-marie-moning #kiss-of-the-highlander

If you ask me, houses shouldn't have been built down here. These little block-long streets cease abruptly at the open space that remains on the side of the hill, and the hill is angry that development has crept so close. It whips these pathetic homes with a battering, constant wind. It sends soggy clouds to sit damply atop the roofs, trickling stagnant moisture, birthing deep green molds. It sends its monsters, the horrifying Jerusalem crickets, up from the soil to invade basement apartments, looking like greasy, translucent alien insects. They drive me crying into the bathroom to strategize their eviction from my home. ↗

— Michelle Tea

#san-francisco #home

What difference does it makehow old I am when I shall never grow any bigger? ↗

— Miss Piggle Wiggle

#humor #miss-piggle-wiggle #myself #truth #humor