#kin

The impossible often has a kind of integrity which the merely improbable lacks. ↗

— Douglas Adams

#improbable #integrity #kind #lacks #merely

Because of the wealth of fine music spread through the film, working on it held all the fun and excitement of attending a great concert. ↗

— June Allyson

#because #concert #excitement #film #fine

There was a great deal of peer recognition to be gained in elementary school by being able to draw well. One girl could draw horses so well, she was looked upon as a kind of sorceress. ↗

— Chris Van Allsburg

#being #could #deal #draw #elementary

I'm the kind of person who just can't wait to get on a train and not know where I'm going. I definitely want to live life to the fullest. And that's the type of man I'm attracted to - somebody with that spontaneous spirit. ↗

— Summer Altice

#definitely #fullest #get #going #i

If you can remain true to the people who know you the best and not be sidetracked by the flashing lights and glimmering of the cameras, it's like, just being down-to-earth and just kind of staying real. ↗

— Summer Altice

#best #cameras #down-to-earth #flashing #flashing lights

In the exercise of God's efficiency, the decree of God comes first. This manner of working is the most perfect of all and notably agrees with the divine nature. ↗

— William Ames

#decree #divine #divine nature #efficiency #exercise

I have been lucky enough to have had the opportunity of travelling across this country and enduring all the classic situations that go with talking to people. ↗

— Barbara Amiel

#been #classic #country #enduring #enough

In jazz, you listen to what the bass player is doing and what the drummer is doing, what the pianist and the guitarist is doing, and then you play something that compliments that, so you are thinking simultaneously and thinking ahead. ↗

— David Amram

#bass #bass player #compliments #doing #drummer

Of all days Sunday was the day for formal afternoon visiting: ladies wore corsets, men wore coats, children wore shoes. ↗

— Harper Lee

#to-kill-a-mockingbird #men

So he was always in the town at one place or another, drinking, knocking about with the men he knew. It really wearied him. He talked to barmaids, to almost any woman, but there was that dark, strained look in his eyes, as if he were hunting something. Everything seemed so different, so unreal. There seemed no reason why people should go along the street, and houses pile up in the daylight. There seemed no reason why these things should occupy the space, instead of leaving it empty. His friends talked to him: he heard the sounds, and he answered. But why there should be the noise of speech he could not understand. ↗

— D.H. Lawrence

#drinking #isolation #language #meaninglessness #suicide