#late

TV - a clever contraction derived from the words Terrible Vaudeville. However, it is our latest medium - we call it a medium because nothing's well done. ↗

— Goodman Ace

#call #clever #contraction #derived #done

The career of a writer is comparable to that of a woman of easy virtue. You write first for pleasure, later for the pleasure of others and finally for money. ↗

— Marcel Achard

#comparable #easy #finally #first #later

I've got too many of my friends that retired and went home and got on a rocking chair, and about a year and a half later, I'm always going to the cemetery. ↗

— Red Adair

#always #cemetery #chair #friends #going

These people live again in print as intensely as when their images were captured on old dry plates of sixty years ago... I am walking in their alleys, standing in their rooms and sheds and workshops, looking in and out of their windows. Any they in turn seem to be aware of me. ↗

— Ansel Adams

#ago #am #any #aware #captured

Mortality means you don't have forever to work things out. You can live your life unexamined but then on the last day you're going to think: 'I've left things a little late.' ↗

— Mitch Albom

#forever #going #i #last #late

I lived in England to learn English. When I went to England for the first time, it was like being on the Moon. I had no friends, I couldn't speak the language. I was very isolated. ↗

— Jean Alesi

#england #english #first #first time #friends

A man sooner or later discovers that he is the master-gardener of his soul, the director of his life. ↗

— James Allen

#director #discovers #his #later #man

We're probably going to see some post-2014 military presence - some U.S. presence and a NATO presence - and while we've got much work to do in the next 29 months, we'll have additional time later for the continued professionalization of the Afghan security forces. ↗

— John R. Allen

#afghan #continued #forces #going #got

Life is too short to try and glue together broken plates that were cheap in the first place. ↗

— Cory Basil

#dishes #life #plates #priorities #life

I love the night passionately. I love it as I love my country, or my mistress, with an instinctive, deep, and unshakeable love. I love it with all my senses: I love to see it, I love to breathe it in, I love to open my ears to its silence, I love my whole body to be caressed by its blackness. Skylarks sing in the sunshine, the blue sky, the warm air, in the fresh morning light. The owl flies by night, a dark shadow passing through the darkness; he hoots his sinister, quivering hoot, as though he delights in the intoxicating black immensity of space. ↗

— Guy de Maupassant

#constantine #from #helen #paris #tales