#lan

That´s the problem with planning a late night supper after the opera, not only does the hero or the heroine die singing, but you end up famished after the last notes of the finale. ↗

— E.A. Bucchianeri

#funny #humor #humorous #humour #life

Sometimes, a word succeeds beyond the wildest dreams of its creators, like a virus sent into the world to infect common speech. ↗

— Jasper Fforde

#language #dreams

Death was so close, I could smell his hairy armpits. ↗

— Guybrush Threepwood

#xd #death

And secondly, I would impose a significant state landfill tipping fee and use that tipping fee to fund the billion dollar bond issue that I want to create to produce the funds for all of the environmental challenges that we just went over. ↗

— Ed Rendell

#bond #challenges #create #dollar #environmental

Love planted a rose, and the world turned sweet. ↗

— Katharine Lee Bates

#planted #rose #sweet #turned #world

There are enough hours in a day to know that you are truly loved." ~R. Alan Woods [2013] ↗

— R. Alan Woods

#love #r-alan-woods #timeless #love

It's Simon. He's missing." "Ah," said Magnus, delicately, "missing what, exactly?" "Missing," Jace repeated, "as in gone, absent, notable for his lack of presence, disappeared." "Maybe he's gone and hidden under something," Magnus suggested. "It can't be easy getting used to being a rat, especially for someone so dim-witted in the first place." "Simon's not dim-witted," Clary protested angrily. "It's true," Jace agreed. "He just looks dim-witted. Really his intelligence is quite average.

— Cassandra Clare

#magnus-bane #intelligence

The only thing more frustrating than slanderers is those foolish enough to listen to them. ↗

— Criss Jami

#deceived #envy #false #falsehood #fool

I saw the sunset-colored sands, The Nile like flowing fire between, Where Rameses stares forth serene, And Ammon's heavy temple stands. I saw the rocks where long ago, Above the sea that cries and breaks, Swift Perseus with Medusa's snakes Set free the maiden white like snow. And many skies have covered me, And many winds have blown me forth, And I have loved the green, bright north, And I have loved the cold, sweet sea. But what to me are north and south, And what the lure of many lands, Since you have leaned to catch my hands And lay a kiss upon my mouth. ↗

— Sara Teasdale

#lands #loved #the-wanderer #love

It was extremely hard going from being a parent of one to a parent of three, because now all these instant decisions have to be made about how you balance out the time and attention between them. ↗

— Patricia Richardson

#attention #balance #because #being #between