#minutes

For me, being a starter doesn't matter. Of course, I'd like to be in at the end of the game, to be a big part of the team, and to play as many minutes as I can play. But starting and coming off the bench are two different challenges. ↗

— Sue Wicks

#bench #big #challenges #coming #course

Lately I've been falling asleep listening to 'Common One' by Van Morrison, specifically the song 'Summertime in England.' It's 15 minutes long, so to make it through the entire song is a real task unto itself, but Van has that emotional payoff that makes even his most tiresome songs more powerful than most people's entire catalog. ↗

— Nate Ruess

#asleep #been #catalog #common #emotional

You sit there waiting for the RED LIGHT to go on. You could be sitting there for five minutes, waiting, while the producer talks to the engineer. Then the light goes on you know that you mustn't make a mistake for at least 4 minutes. ↗

— Jim Sullivan

#engineer #five #go #goes #know

Firing off 1,000 or 500 or 2,000 nuclear warheads on a few minutes' consideration has always struck me as an absurd way to go to war. ↗

— William Odom

#always #consideration #few #firing #go

One man has enthusiasm for 30 minutes, another for 30 days, but it is the man who has it for 30 years who makes a success of his life. ↗

— Edward B. Butler

#another #days #enthusiasm #his #life

If you listen to a language for 15 minutes, you know the rhythm and song. ↗

— Sid Caesar

#know #language #listen #minutes #rhythm

If I must be faithful to someone or something, I have, first of all, have to be faithful to myself. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#paulo-coelho #faith

You can either be a victim of the world or an adventurer in search of treasure. It all depends on how you view your life. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#eleven-minutes #paolo-coelho #treasure #victim #world

Its best to live as if it were the first and last day of my life. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#paulo-coelho #life

During the night he'd kicked off a sock; his toes were plump as early peas; it was all she could do not to taste his caramel skin. So much of the language of love was like that: you devoured someone with your eyes, you drank in the sight of him,you swallowed him whole. Love was sustenance, broken down and beating through your bloodstream. ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#nineteen-minutes #selena #love