#mode

The West Indian is not exactly hostile to change, but he is not much inclined to believe in it. This comes from a piece of wisdom that his climate of eternal summer teaches him. It is that, under all the parade of human effort and noise, today is like yesterday, and tomorrow will be like today; that existence is a wheel of recurring patterns from which no one escapes; that all anybody does in this life is live for a while and then die for good, without finding out much; and that therefore the idea is to take things easy and enjoy the passing time under the sun. The white people charging hopefully around the islands these days in the noon glare, making deals, bulldozing airstrips, hammering up hotels, laying out marinas, opening new banks, night clubs, and gift shops, are to him merely a passing plague. They have come before and gone before. ↗

— Herman Wouk

#existence #life #modernity #summer #tropics

I am reconciled to my death, but I detest the mode. ↗

— John Andre

#death #detest #i #i am #mode

De moderne mens: volledig in zichzelf gekeerd eet hij zijn patatje, tegen anderen opbotsend, een trek van wezenloze domheid en kwaadaardigheid op z'n gezicht dat ontsierd wordt door een modieus snorretje. Na z'n patatje te hebben opgevreten werpt de moderne, zelfbewuste, geseculariseerde mens het plastic bakje over z'n schouder op straat. Als hij langs onze winkel komt denkt hij: 'Uhh?! Boekies.'  Dan smeert hij de mayonaise die nog aan z'n handen zit aan de buiten uitgestalde boeken, loopt de hal in en doet de deur half open om de verkoper toe te snauwen: 'Ken ik hier ook boekies inleveren!' En als de verkoper op z'n bekende vriendelijke manier uitlegt wat voor boeken hij wel zou willen kopen, kijkt de moderne mens hem niet-begrijpend en met openhangende, walmende muil aan: 'Literatuur! Wa bedoelu?' 'O, leesboekies. Nou daar heb ik nog wel wat van staan.' En enige seconden later verlaat de moderne mens de winkel om zijn zinloze, verontreinigende tocht door de straten, de stad en het leven voort te zetten. ↗

— Hans Engberts

#men

I grew up in Fall River, Massachusetts. My background was modest, and I worked at a Portuguese bakery in town. ↗

— Emeril Lagasse

#bakery #fall #grew #i #massachusetts

You have to be cautious of eating continuously the same thing. Beef comes to mind right away, and there's nothing wrong with beef, but you've got to do whatever you're doing in moderation. So try to break it up a little bit. Eat some fish or some shellfish at least a couple of times a week. ↗

— Emeril Lagasse

#beef #bit #break #cautious #comes

Black-and-white always looks modern, whatever that word means. ↗

— Karl Lagerfeld

#black-and-white #looks #means #modern #whatever

Bling is over. Red carpet covered with rhinestones is out. I call it 'the new modesty.' ↗

— Karl Lagerfeld

#carpet #covered #i #modesty #new

At a moderate calculation, among a million of persons inhabiting the metropolis, there are, at least, twenty-five thousand children who attend these schools, and cost their parents as many pounds sterling, per annum. ↗

— Joseph Lancaster

#attend #calculation #children #cost #inhabiting

The regular guy still relates to him and Howard is a $500 million guy now who dates a model and drives about in a limo all day. But Howard still knows how to make a plumber laugh and those guys still have him on in the morning, because he is a real talent. ↗

— Artie Lange

#all day #because #dates #day #drives

Modern techniques have torn down state frontiers, both economical and intellectual. The growth of means of transport has created a world market and an opportunity for division of labor embracing all the developed and most of the undeveloped states. ↗

— Christian Lous Lange

#created #developed #division #down #economical