#mel

It is far easier for a woman to lead a blameless life than it is for a man; all she has to do is to avoid sexual intercourse like the plague. ↗

— Angela Carter

#blameless #easier #far #intercourse #lead

We become not a melting pot but a beautiful mosaic. Different people, different beliefs, different yearnings, different hopes, different dreams. ↗

— Jimmy Carter

#become #beliefs #different #different beliefs #different people

The heart of the melody can never be put down on paper. ↗

— Pablo Casals

#heart #melody #never #paper #put

Wish in one hand, shit in the other, see which one fills up faster. ↗

— Noelle Oxenhandler

#humour #life #melancholy #the-art-of-wishing #truth

I have, for many years past, contemplated the noble races of red men who are now spread over these trackless forests and boundless prairies, melting away at the approach of civilization. ↗

— George Catlin

#away #boundless #civilization #contemplated #forests

I didn't know then that I would never be able to leave the sounds and smells of these sights behind me, but I was fiercely conscious of one thing-my ambition. ↗

— Emanuel Celler

#ambition #behind #conscious #fiercely #i

Although I've had several major career changes, I was extremely hesitant about making some of them. ↗

— Vinton Cerf

#although #career #changes #extremely #had

I think dissonance in music makes you think. It isn't, 'Oh, that's a pretty melody I can whistle.' You have to sit down and listen to tell it apart from other things. ↗

— Eugene Chadbourne

#down #i #i can #i think #listen

A lot of the time there is a lot of melancholy in the lyrics. ↗

— Will Champion

#lyrics #melancholy #time

I often wish I'd got on better with your father,' he said. But he never liked anyone who--our friends,' said Clarissa; and could have bitten her tongue for thus reminding Peter that he had wanted to marry her. Of course I did, thought Peter; it almost broke my heart too, he thought; and was overcome with his own grief, which rose like a moon looked at from a terrace, ghastly beautiful with light from the sunken day. I was more unhappy than I've ever been since, he thought. And as if in truth he were sitting there on the terrace he edged a little towards Clarissa; put his hand out; raised it; let it fall. There above them it hung, that moon. She too seemed to be sitting with him on the terrace, in the moonlight. ↗

— Virginia Woolf

#imagery #love #marriage #melancholy #moon