#instant

I need instant gratification. ↗

— Barbra Streisand

#i #instant #instant gratification #need

And once you get instantaneous communication with everybody, you have economic activity that's far more advanced, far more liquid, far more distributed than ever before. ↗

— Marc Andreessen

#advanced #before #communication #distributed #economic

I don't understand why some people will only accept a guitar if it has an instantly recognizable guitar sound. Finding ways to use the same guitar people have been using for 50 years to make sounds that no one has heard before is truly what gets me off. ↗

— Jeff Beck

#been #before #finding #gets #guitar

Now I'm instantly nervous about the demands of doing a weekly column. ↗

— Rory Bremner

#column #demands #doing #i #instantly

I think that being thrown into instant fame must be, at times, difficult. ↗

— Martina McBride

#difficult #fame #i #i think #instant

Sometimes people take it for granted that they had success, especially nowadays when you have instant stardom. A lot of people feel entitlement and nobody is entitled to anything. ↗

— Donny Osmond

#entitled #entitlement #especially #feel #granted

The Internet has changed everything. We expect to know everything instantly. If you don't understand digital communication, you're at a disadvantage. ↗

— Bob Parsons

#communication #digital #disadvantage #everything #expect

In an era when information can be sent instantaneously anywhere, it is utterly nonsensical that our Nation's police, the fire, and EMS personnel cannot consistently communicate with each other. ↗

— Bill Pascrell

#cannot #communicate #consistently #each #era

'House of Style' changed my life. I literally had no experience in front of a TV camera before, and there I was taking over for Rebecca Romijn. My exposure heightened instantly. ↗

— Molly Sims

#camera #changed #experience #exposure #front

Does it matter if they were from Kielce or Brno or Grodno or Brody or Lvov or Turin or Berlin? Or that the silverware or one linen tablecloth or the chipped enamel pot—the one with the red stripe, handed down by a mother to her daughter—were later used by a neighbour or someone they never knew? Or if one went first or last; or whether they were separated getting on the train or off the train; or whether they were taken from Athens or Amsterdam or Radom, from Paris or Bordeaux, Rome or Trieste, from Parczew or Bialystok or Salonika. Whether they were ripped from their dining-room tables or hospital beds or from the forest? Whether wedding rings were pried off their fingers or fillings from their mouths? None of that obsessed me; but—were they silent or did they speak? Were their eyes open or closed? I couldn't turn my anguish from the precise moment of death. I was focused on that historical split second: the tableau of the haunting trinity—perpetrator, victim, witness. But at what moment does wood become stone, peat become coal, limestone become marble? The gradual instant. ↗

— Anne Michaels

#instant #death