#machine

If I have an idea, I write it down, although I usually carry a little dictation machine with me because I'm too lazy to write. ↗

— Tommy Shaw

#because #carry #dictation #down #i

Most countries are static, and they need to do is keep having babies. But America's like this big old clanking smoking machine that just lumbers across the landscape scooping up and eating everything in sight. ↗

— Neal Stephenson

#america #babies #big #countries #eating

The hybrid I have now is one of the least expensive cars I've ever had. I had a BMW 318i convertible once, the ultimate driving machine. ↗

— Sean Astin

#cars #convertible #driving #ever #expensive

This is a song for a scribbled out name And my love keeps writing again and again This is a song for a scribbled out name And my love keeps writing again and again And again and again and again and again and again and again... ↗

— Florence Welch

#love

Nothing lasts forever, not even the best machines. And everything can be reused. - Hephaestus ↗

— Rick Riordan

#machines #the-lost-hero #heroes

A falling star fell from your heart and landed in my eyes. I screamed aloud, as it tore through them, and now it's left me blind. The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out. You left me in the dark. No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight. In the shadow of your heart. And in the dark, I can hear your heartbeat. I tried to find the sound. But then it stopped, and I was in the darkness, So darkness I became. I took the stars from my eyes, and then I made a map. And knew that somehow I could find my way back. Then I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too. So I stayed in the darkness with you. ↗

— Florence Welch

#being #cosmic-love #florence-the-machine #love #now

Broke your jaw once before Spilt your blood upon the floor You broke my leg in return So let's sit back and watch the bed burn Well love sticks sweat drips Break the lock if it don't fit A kick in the teeth is good for some A kiss with a fist is better than none ↗

— Florence Welch

#kiss-with-a-fist #the-machine #love

For me the noise of Time is not sad: I love bells, clocks, watches — and I recall that at first photographic implements were related to techniques of cabinetmaking and the machinery of precision: cameras, in short, were clocks for seeing, and perhaps in me someone very old still hears in the photographic mechanism the living sound of the wood. ↗

— Roland Barthes

#photography #time #love

There's green eyes in my eyes And a lover on my mind And I sing from the piano Tear my yellow dress and Cry and cry and cry Over the love of you ↗

— Florence Welch

#over-the-love #the-great-gatsby #love

Well, mines was a sub machine gun. That was my personal weapon with being the first person in the patrol. I used to lead the patrol. Used to have a leading scout, a second scout and then the officer. The officer would be third. As I say, it was educational. ↗

— David Walker

#educational #first #gun #i #lead