#hurl

Talk is cheap. If it wasn't, people might not toss around 'I love you' like a marked-down phrase in a sales bin. ↗

— Tonya Hurley

#love #tonya-hurley #love

I don't like writing straight-up thrillers. I like writing about families hurled into crisis and danger - soccer moms and regular dads and husbands who might have to rescue their daughters or who are, say, hedge fund managers and have one foot on the sidelines watching their kids and the other in nefarious cover-ups and conspiracies. ↗

— Andrew Gross

#conspiracies #crisis #dads #danger #daughters

Sometimes I think that the biggest difference between men and women is that more men need to seek out some terrible lurking thing in existence and hurl themselves upon it. Women know where it lives but they can let it alone. ↗

— Russell Hoban

#between #biggest #biggest difference #difference #existence

The first human who hurled an insult instead of a stone was the founder of civilization. ↗

— Sigmund Freud

#first #founder #human #hurled #instead

Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it's all over. ↗

— Octavia Butler

#art #being #destiny #friend #go

I despise people who go to the gutter on either the right or the left and hurl rocks at those in the center. ↗

— Dwight D. Eisenhower

#despise #either #go #gutter #hurl

Not the torturer will scare me, nor the body's final fall, nor the barrels of death's rifles, nor the shadows on the wall, nor the night when to the ground the last dim star of pain, is hurled but the blind indifference of a merciless, unfeeling world. ↗

— Roger Waters

#blind #body #death #dim #fall

I would hurl words into this darkness and wait for an echo, and if an echo sounded, no matter how faintly, I would send other words to tell, to march, to fight, to create a sense of hunger for life that gnaws in us all. ↗

— Richard Wright

#darkness #echo #fight #gnaws #how

I think about the cosmic snowball theory. A few million years from now the sun will burn out and lose its gravitational pull. The earth will turn into a giant snowball and be hurled through space. When that happens it won't matter if I get this guy out. ↗

— Bill Lee

#burn #cosmic #earth #few #get

I believe hurling is the best of us, one of the greatest and most beautiful expressions of what we can be. For me that is the perspective that death and loss cast on the game. If you could live again you would hurl more, because that is living. You'd pay less attention to the rows and the mortgage and the car and all the daily drudge. Hurling is our song and our verse, and when I walk in the graveyard in Cloyne and look at the familiar names on the headstones I know that their ownders would want us to hurl with more joy and more exuberance and more (as Frank Murphy used to tell us) abandon than before, because life is shorter than the second half of a tournament game that starts at dusk. ↗

— Dónal Óg Cusack

#cork #gaa #hurling #iomáint #iománaíocht