#lan

No white group has founded a major religion on this planet. The major religious were started in the Orient and the Middle East, not in Greece and Rome. I always knew you racists didn't have a prayer. ↗

— Jane Elliot

#east #founded #greece #group #i

I love the sound of words, the feel of them, the flow of them. I love the challenge of finding just that perfect combination of words to describe a curl of the lip, a tilt of the chin, a change in the atmosphere. Done well, novel-writing can combine lyricism with practicality in a way that makes one think of grand tapestries, both functional and beautiful. Fifty years from now, I imagine I’ll still be questing after just that right combination of words. ↗

— Lauren Willig

#wordsmithing #writing #beauty

Poetry is ordinary language raised to the Nth power. Poetry is boned with ideas, nerved and blooded with emotions, all held together by the delicate, tough skin of words. ↗

— Paul Engle

#blooded #delicate #emotions #held #ideas

That was just my own personal program: I didn't want to get too high over the good moments because I didn't want to be saddened and depressed when things didn't go as I had planned. ↗

— Julius Erving

#depressed #get #go #good #good moments

Language is a cracked kettle on which we beat out tunes for bears to dance to, while all the time we long to move the stars to pity. ↗

— Gustave Flaubert

#beat #cracked #dance #kettle #language

When the last peak died away, Alan opened his eyes. Huiann was watching his face. He was embarrassed until he saw the glitter of tears in her eyes. He touched her cheek. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have…” His sticky spunk was all over her hand and his belly and he felt like a fool. He reached to grab the undershirt he’d tossed aside and wiped both of them clean. “I’m sorry.” “No. No, Alan.” She touched her fingers to his mouth. “Gou. It is good. You face is beau-ti-ful.” She pronounced each syllable with exquisite care. He kissed the fingers pressed to his lips. “No, you’re beautiful. A damn miracle. ↗

— Bonnie Dee

#bonnie-dee #captive-bride #huiann #beauty

What I want is a beautiful and sophisticated piece of ass that happens to be 'bi. ↗

— Scott Jonathan Nixon

#humor #languages #beauty

I had no plans to be a director. ↗

— Mike Figgis

#had #i #plans

In fact, the only things in the flat Crowley devoted any personal attention to were the houseplants. They were huge, and green, and glorious, with shiny, healthy, lustrous leaves. This was because, once a week, Crowley went around the flat with a green plastic plant mister spraying the leaves, and talking to the plants.... Although talking is perhaps the wrong word for what Crowley did. What he did was put the fear of God into them. More precisely, the fear of Crowley. In addition to which, every couple of months Crowley would pick out a plant that was growing too slowly, or succumbing to leaf-wilt, or browning, or just didn't look quite as good as the others, and he would carry it around to all the plants. "Say goodbye to your friend," he'd say to them. "He just couldn't cut it..." Then he would leave the flat with the offending plant, and return an hour or so later with a large empty flower pot, which he would leave somewhere conspicuously around the flat. The plants were the most luxurious, verdant, and beautiful in London. Also the most terrified. ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#houseplants #humor #beauty

I don't believe, in the 21st century, in the balance of power system. This is a European idea of the 19th and 20th centuries. ↗

— Joschka Fischer

#balance #balance of power #believe #centuries #century