#les

The road passed through a curtain of pine forest and came out on a flat, rolling snow field. In this field the sprawled or bunched bodies of Germans lay thick, like some dark shapeless vegetable. ↗

— Martha Gellhorn

#came #curtain #dark #field #flat

Hemingway never grew out of adolescence. His scope and depth stayed shallow because he had no idea what women are for. ↗

— Rex Stout

#because #depth #grew #had #hemingway

Repudiating the virtues of your world, criminals hopelessly agree to organize a forbidden universe. They agree to live in it. The air there is nauseating: they can breathe it. ↗

— Jean Genet

#air #breathe #criminals #forbidden #hopelessly

I recognize in thieves, traitors and murderers, in the ruthless and the cunning, a deep beauty - a sunken beauty. ↗

— Jean Genet

#cunning #deep #i #recognize #ruthless

I started going to Madame Louise's, the lesbian club where all the punk bands used to go - the Sex Pistols, the Clash. I remember seeing Billy Idol walk in there; he was gorgeous. ↗

— Boy George

#billy #clash #club #go #going

When you work as an actor, you've got to feel safe even in what appears to be the simplest things. ↗

— Richard Gere

#appears #even #feel #got #lest things

I was recently looking at what they can actually do to reduce consumption of petrol. It would be quite possible to build automobiles out of carbon fibre that would be just as strong, weigh 10 times less and consume 10 times less petrol. ↗

— Susan George

#automobiles #build #carbon #consume #consumption

What is not fair now is that corporations pay less and less tax, which means that you and I pay more because we're rooted somewhere, they've got our address, right? ↗

— Susan George

#because #corporations #fair #got #i

The nations were awakened from the sleep of death, as the words of eternal life flowed from the Apostles' lips, - the temples of superstition were shut or destroyed, and churches were planted in every part of the civilized world. ↗

— John Strachan

#awakened #churches #civilized #civilized world #death

And some day there will be nothing left of everything that has twisted my life and grieved it and filled me so often with such anguish. Some day, with the last exhaustion, peace will come and the motherly earth will gather me back home. It won't be the end of things, only a way of being born again, a bathing and a slumbering where the old and the withered sink down, where the young and new begin to breathe. Then, with other thoughts, I will walk along streets like these, and listen to streams, and overhear what the sky says in the evening, over and over and over. ↗

— Hermann Hesse

#death #rebirth #death