#her

Fantasy is an exercise bicycle for the mind. It might not take you anywhere, but it tones up the muscles that can. Of course, I could be wrong. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#bicycle #could #course #exercise #fantasy

I don't like hawking 'round other people's memories. That wasn't part of the deal when I was born. ↗

— Hugo Pratt

#deal #hawking #i #i was born #like

Ignorance is the mother of all evils. ↗

— Francois Rabelais

#ignorance #mother

I was a mother's boy. ↗

— Don Rickles

#i #mother

No one gossips about other people's secret virtues. ↗

— Bertrand Russell

#gossips #other #people #secret #virtues

Without my dad, I wouldn't be here. ↗

— Maria Sharapova

#here #i #without

I love to get people to sing and play together. ↗

— Jules Shear

#i #i love #love #people #play

Chairs have legs. Four of them, like my father. Meow.
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— Jarod Kintz

#cats #chairs #dad #family #father

Worry was my mother's mechanic, her mechanism for engaging with the machinery of living. Worry was an anchor for her, a hook, something to clutch on to in the world. Worry was a box to live inside of, worry a mechanism for evading the present, for re-creating the past, for dealing with the future. ↗

— Charles Yu

#worry #science

Somewhere out there the world must have an end. ↗

— Wislawa Szymborska

#must #out #somewhere #world