#lay

There were two types of strong men: those like Uncle Monty and Abe Steinheim, remorseless about their making money, and those like my father, ruthlessly obedient to their idea of fair play. ↗

— Philip Roth

#father #human-nature #men

On certain plays and situations I feel like I have the advantage. But sometimes I just have to not think about the size of the guy in front of me. ↗

— Dante Hall

#advantage #certain #feel #front #guy

Emily: Do any human beings ever realise life while they live it?--every, every minute? Stage Manager: No. The saints and poets, maybe--they do some. ↗

— Thornton Wilder

#life #our-town #play #death

[L]ife is a phenomenon in need of criticism, for we are, as fallen creatures, in permanent danger of worshipping false gods, of failing to understand ourselves and misinterpreting the behaviour of others, of growing unproductively anxious or desirous, and of losing ourselves to vanity and error. Surreptitiously and beguilingly, then, with humour or gravity, works of art--novels, poems, plays, paintings or films--can function as vehicles to explain our condition to us. They may act as guides to a truer, more judicious, more intelligent understanding of the world. ↗

— Alain de Botton

#art #criticism #desire #films #gravity

Xavier leaned forward. "Sarcasm aside, you don't need a guy like that, Elena. Maybe you think you do - only female werewolf and all that - but hell, I've seen what you can do - tied to a chair, up against a male werewolf. You can do that, you don't need some fucking psychopath like Clayton Danvers-" He stopped, noticing my gaze. "He's standing right behind me, isn't he?" Xavier muttered. "Uh-huh." Xaview tilted his head back, saw Clay, and disappeared. He reappeared on the opposite bench, pressed up against me. I looked over at him, eyebrow raised. He swore under his breath and teleported to the far end of the other bench. Then he stood and turned to Clay. "You must be-" "The fucking psychopath," Clay said. "Er, right, but I meant that in the most respectful way. Believe me, I have the utmost regard for, uh..." "Raging lunatics," I said. Xavier shot me a glare. "Oh sit down," I said. "He didn't bring his chain saw. ↗

— Kelley Armstrong

#respect

Words are sacred. They deserve respect. If you get the right ones, in the right order, you can nudge the world a little. ↗

— Tom Stoppard

#playwrighting #theater #tom-stoppard #writing #respect

These young guys are playing checkers. I'm out there playing chess. ↗

— Kobe Bryant

#chess #guys #i #out #playing

A good hockey player plays where the puck is. A great hockey player plays where the puck is going to be. ↗

— Wayne Gretzky

#going #good #great #hockey #hockey player

Champions keep playing until they get it right. ↗

— Billie Jean King

#champions #get #keep #playing #right

As Qhuinn looked at his best friend's handsome face, he felt as if he'd never not known that red hair, those blue eyes, those lips, that jaw. And it was because of their long history that he searched for something to say, something that would get them back to where they had been. All that came to him was . . . I miss you. I miss you so fucking bad it hurts, but I don't know how to find you even though you're right in front of me. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#broken-heart #qhuinn #right