#line

Any newspaper, from the first line to the last, is nothing but a web of horrors, I cannot understand how an innocent hand can touch a newspaper without convulsing in disgust. ↗

— Charles Baudelaire

#cannot #disgust #first #hand #horrors

For each letter received from a creditor, write fifty lines on an extraterrestrial subject and you will be saved. ↗

— Charles Baudelaire

#each #extraterrestrial #fifty #letter #lines

If the Wright brothers hadn't put their lives on the line, we would not be flying around the world these days. So we need pioneers. ↗

— Felix Baumgartner

#brothers #days #flying #hadn #line

If our soldiers are not overburdened with money, it is not because they have a distaste for riches; if their lives are not unduly long, it is not because they are disinclined to longevity. ↗

— Sun Tzu

#disinclined #distaste #lives #long #longevity

Loneliness is proof that your innate search for connection is intact. ↗

— Martha Beck

#innate #intact #loneliness #proof #search

It was character that got us out of bed, commitment that moved us into action, and discipline that enabled us to follow through. ↗

— Zig Ziglar

#bed #character #commitment #discipline #enabled

I have got this obsessive compulsive disorder where I have to have everything in a straight line, or everything has to be in pairs. ↗

— David Beckham

#disorder #everything #got #i #line

I went across the fields to avoid the straight highways, along the firing lines where people were shooting at a small wooded hill, which is now covered with wooden crosses and lines of graves instead of spring flowers. ↗

— Max Beckmann

#along #avoid #covered #crosses #fields

Young love is a flame; very pretty, often very hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. The love of the older and disciplined heart is as coals, deep-burning, unquenchable. ↗

— Henry Ward Beecher

#disciplined #fierce #flame #flickering #heart

Like you're riding a train at night across some vast plain, and you catch a glimpse of a tiny light in a window of a farmhouse. In an instant it's sucked back into the darkness behind and vanishes. But if you close your eyes, that point of light stays with you, just barely for a few moments. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#longing #love #love