#irs

Every time I start a film I feel like I'm starting the first time, ever. ↗

— Andrea Arnold

#every #every time #feel #film #first

Do you wish to rise? Begin by descending. You plan a tower that will pierce the clouds? Lay first the foundation of humility. ↗

— Saint Augustine

#clouds #descending #first #foundation #humility

Grub first, then ethics. ↗

— Bertolt Brecht

#first #grub #then

The first time we performed as a duo, we had already been playing together in various situations. ↗

— Benny Green

#been #duo #first #first time #had

In my ballets, woman is first. Men are consorts. God made men to sing the praises of women. They are not equal to men: They are better. ↗

— George Balanchine

#better #equal #first #god #made

The first point of wisdom is to discern that which is false; the second, to know that which is true. ↗

— Lactantius

#false #first #know #point #second

I started my music career at 18 and for a long while I let other people handle my affairs. ↗

— Sophie Ellis Bextor

#career #handle #i #long #music

An angel for some, a demon for some, for me, it's heart of the one. Never want to hurt, keep many secrets beneath the blood. sob in the dark, but, people thinks, it's beat of the heart. No one thought, no one observe, but, it supplies tears as blood. One day someone came, took it out from dark, she kissed it, loved it, played with it, put it with her heart, and makes it her life part. Daily she played, daily she fought, But, never she threw it out. one day, an unknown came, who kissed her, loved her, and used to play with her. He took my out my heart from her, and threw it on the street, then there is nothing more than weep. An angel for some, a demon for some, for me, it's heart of the one. Never want to hurt, keep many secrets beneath the blood. Sob in the dark, but, people thinks, it's beat of the heart. No one thought, no one observe, but, it supplies tears as blood. ↗

— Abhishek Singh Sikarwar

#hurt-feelings #hurt-love #love #love-at-first-sight #love-hurts

Lovers' language, give me an exact and poetic comparison to say what those eyes of Capitu were like. No image comes to mind that doesn't offend against the rules of good style, to say what they were and what they did to me. Undertow eyes? Why not? Undertow. That's the notion that the new expression put in my head. They held some kind of mysterious, active fluid, a force that dragged one in, like the undertow of a wave retreating from the shore on stormy days. So as not to be dragged in, I held onto anything around them, her ears, her arms, her hair spread about her shoulders; but as soon as I returned to the pupils of her eyes again, the wave emerging from them grew towards me, deep and dark, threatening to envelop me, draw me in and swallow me up. ↗

— Machado de Assis

#love #love-at-first-sight #lovers #love

ROSAURA Soy de Estrella una infelice dama. SEGISMUNDO No digas tal; di el sol, a cuya llama aquella estrella vive, pues de tus rayos resplandor recibe. Yo vi en reino de olores que presidía entre comunes flores la deidad de la rosa; y era su emperatriz por más hermosa. Yo vi entre piedras finas de la docta academia de sus minas preferir el diamante, y ser su emperador por más brillante. Yo en esas cortes bellas de la inquieta república de estrellas vi en el lugar primero por rey de las estrellas el lucero. Yo en esferas perfectas, llamando el sol a cortes los planetas, le vi que presidía como mayor oráculo del día. Pues ¿cómo, si entre flores, entre estrellas, piedras, signos, planetas, las más bellas prefieren, tú has servido la de menos beldad, habiendo sido por más bella y hermosa, sol, lucero, diamante, estrella y rosa? ↗

— Calderon

#love