#merry

We've got horse property and there's other stuff to do. Like, four wheel driving, we barbeque, drink beers, sit around and play guitars and have a merry 'ol time. ↗

— Lita Ford

#beers #drink #driving #four #got

Sun is a hearthstone, a merry-go-round of extinguished hearthstones. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#hearthstone #literature #literature-quotes #merry-go-round #philosophy

He loved mountains, or he had loved the thought of them marching on the edge of stories brought from far away; but now he was borne down by the insupportable weight of Middle-earth. He longed to shut out the immensity in a quiet room by a fire. ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#merry #mountains #vastness #love

I got very famous for a minute and then it just all went away, you know? And for the last 20 years - you've got to pick yourself up and dust yourself off and then go on your merry way and start again, in a sense, and that's what I've been doing. ↗

— Colin Hay

#away #been #doing #dust #famous

A clock struck out the hour of twelve, and the bird in the hedgerow was still singing as we marched out to the roadway, and followed our merry pipers home to town. ↗

— Patrick MacGill

#clock #followed #home #hour #marched

I endeavor to be wise when I cannot be merry, easy when I cannot be glad, content with what cannot be mended and patient when there be no redress. ↗

— Elizabeth Montagu

#content #easy #endeavor #glad #i

We rode the merry-go-round like a couple of lovers. We weren’t though; we were just two horse enthusiasts from two different worlds (I think she was from Mars).
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— Jarod Kintz

#bizarre #fun-absurd #funny #horses #humor

For whatever reason, I made the Goblin Queen nervous. Kurag had proposed marriage once upon a time, but I think it was desire for sidhe magic in the goblin bloodline more than true desire for me. Oh, Kurag would fuck me if I'd let him, but that wasn't much of a compliment. Kurag would probably have fucked anything if it held still long enough. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#kurag #merry-gentry #marriage

As it fell upon a day in the merry month of May, sitting in a pleasant shade which a grove of myrtles made. ↗

— Richard Barnfield

#fell #grove #made #may #merry

We were young, we were merry, we were very, very wise, And the door stood open at our feast, When there passed us a woman with the West in her eyes, And a man with his back to the East. ↗

— Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

#door #east #eyes #feast #her