#heights

The vast upheaval of the World War set in motion forces that will either destroy civilization or raise mankind to undreamed of heights of human welfare and prosperity. ↗

— Arthur Henderson

#destroy #either #forces #heights #human

Teamwork is so important that it is virtually impossible for you to reach the heights of your capabilities or make the money that you want without becoming very good at it. ↗

— Brian Tracy

#capabilities #good #heights #important #impossible

There is no top. There are always further heights to reach. ↗

— Jascha Heifetz

#further #heights #reach #top

And literature frequently rises to heights that make it international. ↗

— Irving Langmuir

#heights #international #literature #make #rises

Now people all across America are starting to believe in America again. We are coming back, back to the heights of greatness, back to America's proud role as a temple of justice and a champion of peace. ↗

— Theodore C. Sorensen

#again #america #back #believe #champion

I may climb perhaps to no great heights, but I will climb alone. ↗

— Cyrano de Bergerac

#alone #climb #heights #i #may

I'm afraid of heights. Not unreasonably, but rationally afraid of heights. I think everyone is. ↗

— Joe Rogan

#everyone #heights #i #i think #rationally

Wish and learn to smooth away the surly wrinkles, to raise your lids frankly, and change the fiends to confident, innocent angels, suspecting and doubting nothing, and always seeing friends where they are not sure of foes. ↗

— Emily Brontë

#heathcliff #wuthering-heights #change

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

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