#lad

I am an optimistic lady. ↗

— Julie Andrews

#i #i am #lady #optimistic

I don't like traditions, I am very personal, very independent, I don't like intimate ladies, I mean in German lieder there's a lot of copy, a lot of imitation, a lot of tradition, and this I have put it aside. ↗

— Victoria de los Angeles

#aside #copy #german #i #i am

A lot of ballads are about the mistakes we inevitably make while trying to figure out how to live our lives. ↗

— Stephanie Kuehnert

#life #life

Behind tranquillity lies conquered unhappiness. ↗

— J. William T. Youngs

#humanitarian #politics #women-s-rights #life

Lord AUGUSTUS:(looking around) Time to educate yourself, I suppose. DUMBY: No, time to forget all I have learned. That is much more important. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#education

And what, O Queen, are those things that are dear to a man? Are they not bubbles? Is not ambition but an endless ladder by which no height is ever climbed till the last unreachable rung is mounted? For height leads on to height, and there is not resting-place among them, and rung doth grow upon rung, and there is no limit to the number. ↗

— H. Rider Haggard

#endeavors #greed #humanity #ladder #learning

Is it impossible to believe that I think a day will come where I’ll be held accountable for each life I’ve taken, every drop of blood I’ve spilled . . . and yet I continue to do whatever is necessary to keep my people? ↗

— Jeaniene Frost

#life

Tidak ada yang jagoan di bumi ini, sekalipun dia seorang Bruce Lee atau Old Shatterhand. Lelaki memang harus keras, tapi bukan berarti kekerasan. Keras dalam arti menghadapi hidup dan menggeluti hidup yang serba susah ini. Lelaki memang harus begitu. ↗

— Gola Gong

#boys #hidup #lelaki #life #life

He plunged into the foliage, and was swept into a humid, wet world of towering trees, animal chirps and thick ferns. After a few steps, he turned, and could barely make out the village. He walked a few more steps. He could see nothing now except for the thick trees and long ferns and grasses that surrounded him. He was enveloped into the confined space between trees, surrounded by the jungle heat and staccato chirps. He turned in the direction of the village, but could only see thick, dense trees. Hoping his sense of direction had not been muddled, he turned back around to the direction of the alleged ocean, and kept walking. Now the calls he heard sounded more and more strange. How far had he walked by now? The jungle, or rain forest, whatever it was, did not relent, and he kept on weaving into narrow gaps between the sturdy ferns and towering trees, pressing onwards. This continued for a seemingly oppressive amount of time, and he began to doubt his decision. To come to this place. To take a chance with his life, which was going in the right direction. Why couldn’t he be happy with the normal and mundane, he cursed, scolding his own stubbornness ↗

— T.P. Grish

#drama #fiction #humor #humour #maldives-malady

If a man whistles at you, don't turn around. You are a lady not a dog. ↗

— Niall Horan

#horan #lady #love #niall #nice