#miles

Out there in the spotlight you're a million miles away and every ounce of energy you try to give away as the sweat pours out your body like the music that you play. ↗

— Jon English

#body #energy #every #give #like

There's no sort o' mistake in little Bullet. He can pick up miles on his feet, and fling 'em behind him as fast as the next man's hoss, I don't care where he comes from. And he can keep at it as long as the sun can shine without resting. ↗

— Augustus Baldwin Longstreet

#bullet #care #comes #fast #feet

Nobody needs a smile so much as the one who has none to give. So get used to smiling heart-warming smiles, and you will spread sunshine in a sometimes dreary world. ↗

— Lawrence G. Lovasik

#dreary #get #give #much #needs

I had dreamed of visiting Bali for many years and because I had an extended family of Balinese friends in Los Angeles, I felt connected. The island is so peaceful and the smiles are constant. ↗

— Carolyn Murphy

#bali #because #connected #constant #dreamed

Old Marley was as dead as a doornail. Mind! I don't mean to say that, of my own knowledge, what there is particularly dead about a doornail. I might have been inclined, myself, to regard a coffin-nail as the deadest piece of ironmongery in the trade. But the wisdom of our ancestors is in the simile; and my unhallowed hands shall not disturb it, or the Country's done for. You will therefore permit me to repeat, emphatically, that Marley was as dead as a doornail. ↗

— Charles Dickens

#nails #similes #well-worn-phrases #christmas

I needed to know that there was such a thing as love and that it brought smiles and joy in its wake. ↗

— Elie Wiesel

#joy #love #smiles #love

The more he smiled, the more I wanted to hate him, and yet it was the very thing that made hating him impossible. ↗

— Jamie McGuire

#love-story #smiles #love

If people were rain i was a drizzle and she was a hurricane. ↗

— John Green

#drizzle #hurricane #lookin-for-alaska #love #miles

Do it for yourself. The universe will be around to collect its cut later. ↗

— Lois McMaster Bujold

#science-fiction #science

I don't want the words to be naked the way they are in faxes or in the computer. I want them to be covered by an envelope that you have to rip open in order to get at. I want there to be a waiting time -a pause between the writing and the reading. I want us to be careful about what we say to each other. I want the miles between us to be real and long. This will be our law -that we write our dailiness and our suffering very, very carefully. ↗

— Siri Hustvedt

#letter #miles #words #write #love