#ka

It is like football with coaches, like, 'We're only going to think about the next game.' It is really true, all you think is, 'Okay, we have to make a good next episode.' ↗

— Matt Stone

#coaches #episode #football #game #going

The doctor told Phil, my then husband, that my condition was really bad news. They had found an artery tearing and said I could die. They said they could try to patch it up but it could go horribly wrong. It all turned out okay in the end but it was touch and go. ↗

— Sharon Stone

#bad #bad news #condition #could #die

My dad had a retail business in Leavenworth, Kansas, and there's a whole bunch of prisons there, so it was a backdrop of my childhood, these ominous prisons sitting off the road. ↗

— Eric Stonestreet

#bunch #business #childhood #dad #had

If I'm home with no chore at hand, and a package of books has come, the television set and the chess board and the unanswered mail will have to manage without me if one of the books is a detective story. ↗

— Rex Stout

#books #chess #chore #come #detective

I'm scared of karaoke. I think if I did have a go to karaoke song, it would be 'Whatta Man' by Salt-n-Pepa. ↗

— Yvonne Strahovski

#go #i #i think #karaoke #man

Oh, gosh, okay... well, my biggest injury was probably a bone chip in my ankle that required surgery. ↗

— Trish Stratus

#biggest #bone #chip #gosh #injury

Dante can be understood only within the context of Italian thought, and Faust would be unthinkable if divorced from its German background; but both are part of our common cultural heritage. ↗

— Gustav Stresemann

#both #common #context #cultural #dante

I'm racing against me. As long as I come across the finish, I'll be okay. ↗

— Ruben Studdard

#against #come #finish #i #long

The year 1826 was remarkable for the commencement of one of those fearful droughts to which we have reason to believe the climate of New South Wales is periodically subject. ↗

— Charles Sturt

#climate #commencement #droughts #fearful #new

Did you know, that one night; one moonless, clear, shining night; with the shadowy silhouettes of trees crisp against the star-filled sky – I, on the high, level terrace of my flat, stretched out my hand! Against all odds and possibilities of unbelief and grief – a life of searchings, discontent, and a nagging sense of unreality… A spider-web intuition of a spread-out, intricate illusion that wilfully withheld the truth from me. ↗

— Radhika Mukherjee

#longing #our-particular-shadows #questioning #radhika-mukherjee #beauty