#locked

The thing about hip-hop is that it's from the underground, ideas from the underbelly, from people who have mostly been locked out, who have not been recognized. ↗

— Russell Simmons

#been #hip-hop #ideas #locked #mostly

I’ll be your friend in daylight. I’ll treat you as a comrade in every gas-lit ballroom. But alone, under moonlight, I’ll not pretend that I want you for anything but mine. ↗

— Courtney Milan

#love #moonlight #romance #unlocked #love

The reporter is the daily prisoner of clocked facts. On all working days, he is expected to do his best in one swift swipe at each story. ↗

— Jim Bishop

#clocked #daily #days #each #expected

Today you can go to a gas station and find the cash register open and the toilets locked. They must think toilet paper is worth more than money. ↗

— Joey Bishop

#cash register #find #gas #gas station #go

In most films music is brought in at the end, after the picture is more or less locked, to amplify the emotions the filmmaker wants you to feel. ↗

— Ken Burns

#amplify #brought #emotions #end #feel

When somebody grabs a movement, you're kind of locked into it. It's all par for the course. ↗

— John Cale

#grabs #into #kind #locked #movement

In '98, I locked myself in my house, went out of my mind and wrote 25 songs. I rarely bathed during that period of writing, I sent out for food, I didn't really venture out of my house in three or four months. It was a hell of an experience. ↗

— Jerry Cantrell

#during #experience #food #four #hell

I want to fight poverty and ignorance and give opportunity to those people who are locked out. ↗

— Russell Simmons

#give #i #ignorance #locked #opportunity

You were saying that once when visiting Yale, you were struck that unlike Pound, Williams's thinking was volatile, I mean, did not stay locked into a pattern of concepts that then defined his subsequent necessary behavior, whereas Pound did. ↗

— Robert Creeley

#concepts #defined #did #his #i

Want to play hangman? asks Theophile, and I ache to tell him that I have enough on my plate playing quadriplegic. But my communication system disqualifies repartee: the keenest rapier grows dull and falls flat when it takes several minutes to thrust it home. By the time you strike, even you no longer understand what had seemed so witty before you started to dictate it, letter by letter. So the rule is to avoid impulsive sallies. It deprives conversation of its sparkle, all those gems you bat back and forth like a ball-and I count this forced lack of humor one of the great drawbacks of my condition. ↗

— Jean-Dominique Bauby

#conversation #locked-in-syndrome #repartee #communication