#less

It makes me feel kind of weird, but obviously the Man Upstairs gave me something and it touches people, and I'm just so blessed. ↗

— Eddie Van Halen

#feel #gave #i #just #kind

It's all about sound. It's that simple. Wireless is wireless, and it's digital. Hopefully somewhere along the line somebody will add more ones to the zeros. When digital first started, I swear I could hear the gap between the ones and the zeros. ↗

— Eddie Van Halen

#add #along #between #could #digital

The one thing I do have is good ears. I don't mean perfect pitch, but ears for picking things up. I developed my ear through piano theory, but I never had a guitar lesson in my life, except from Eric Clapton off of records. ↗

— Eddie Van Halen

#developed #ear #ears #eric #eric clapton

Whenever I dwell for any length of time on my own shortcomings, they gradually begin to seem mild, harmless, rather engaging little things, not at all like the staring defects in other people's characters. ↗

— Margaret Halsey

#begin #characters #defects #dwell #engaging

Our reason arises, at the very least, from this twofold lesson of sensuous revelations and human testimonies. ↗

— Johann Georg Hamann

#human #least #lesson #our #reason

In group lesson number six I think we learned how to turn backwards and then just kind of wiggle. That wasn't really skating backward, but I guess I was going in the right direction. ↗

— Dorothy Hamill

#backwards #direction #going #group #guess

I feel that if you are blessed, or lucky enough, to be doing well, you should help others. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#doing #enough #feel #help #help others

It is the advertiser who provides the paper for the subscriber. It is not to be disputed, that the publisher of a newspaper in this country, without a very exhaustive advertising support, would receive less reward for his labor than the humblest mechanic. ↗

— Alexander Hamilton

#advertising #country #disputed #exhaustive #his

None but a poet can write a tragedy. For tragedy is nothing less than pain transmuted into exaltation by the alchemy of poetry. ↗

— Edith Hamilton

#exaltation #into #less #none #nothing

The suspense: the fearful, acute suspense: of standing idly by while the life of one we dearly love, is trembling in the balance; the racking thoughts that crowd upon the mind, and make the heart beat violently, and the breath come thick, by the force of the images they conjure up before it; the desperate anxiety to be doing something to relieve the pain, or lessen the danger, which we have no power to alleviate; the sinking of soul and spirit, which the sad remembrance of our helplessness produces; what tortures can equal these; what reflections of endeavours can, in the full tide and fever of the time, allay them! ↗

— Charles Dickens

#helplessness #loved-ones #sickness #equality