#month

It is my belief that it is not the fact that he traveled as much as he did during the past few months as much as what he said and how he said it that hurt him. ↗

— Robert Teeter

#did #during #fact #few #him

It's like this: The time between having an idea and its public launch is measured in days not months, weeks not years. ↗

— Tim Bray

#days #having #idea #launch #like

I go home and stay there. I wash and scrub up each day, and that's it. One month I actually grew a moustache, just so I could say that I'd done something. ↗

— Bill Murray

#could #day #done #each #go

I think we're in the beginning of a bull market. When a bull market begins, nine months later the economy turns around. ↗

— Sumner Redstone

#beginning #begins #bull #bull market #economy

When you're doing a big movie, you're gone for 10 months to a year. ↗

— Ridley Scott

#big movie #doing #gone #months #movie

Poetry, like jazz, is one of those dazzling diamonds of creative industry that help human beings make sense out of the comedies and tragedies that contextualize our lives. ↗

— Aberjhani

#cultural-arts #famous-poets #humanity #jazz #jazz-appreciation-month

The same hot lightning that burns your blood with passion–– cools your fears with peace. ↗

— Aberjhani

#fear #fearlessness #haiku #meditation #national-poetry-month

Rosemary was a little nervous about going onstage, but she went on with us. I saw her at a party, and a couple of months later they called me about doing the act. ↗

— Margaret Whiting

#act #called #couple #doing #going

Who told you that?" I say. "Davy Prentiss?" He blinks. "What?" "What do you mean what?" My voice is harder now. "Your new best friend. The man who shot me, Todd, and who you ride to work with laughing every morning." He clenches his hands into fists. "You've been spying on me?" he says. "Three months I don't see you, three months I don't hear nothing from you and you been spying? Is that what yer doing in your spare time when yer not blowing people up?" "Yeah," I yell, my voice getting louder to match his. "Three months of defending you to people who'd only be too happy to call you enemy, Todd. Three months of wondering why the hell you're working so hard for the Mayor and how he knew to go right for the ocean the day after we spoke." He winces, but I keep going, thrusting out my arm and pulling up on the sleeve. "Three months wondering why you put these on women!" His face changes in an instant. He actually calls out as if he felt the pain himself. He puts a hand to his mouth to stifle it but his Noise is suddenly washed with blackness. He moves his fingertips of his other hand within reach of the band, hovering over my skin, over the band that'll never be removed unless I lose my arm. The skin is still red, and band 1391 still trobs, despite the healing of three mistresses. "Oh, no," he says. "Oh, no." The side door opens and the man who let me in leans out. "Everything all right out there, Lieutenant?" "Lieutenant?" I say. "We're fine," Todd chokes a little. "We're fine." The man waits for a second, then goes back inside. "Lieutenant?" I say again, lowering my voice. Todd's leant down, his hands on his knees, staring at the floor. "It wasn't me, was it?" he says, his voice quiet, too. "I didn't-" He gestures again at the band without looking up. "I didn't do it without knowing it was you, did I? ↗

— Patrick Ness

#rescuing #three-months #todd #viola #change

I took two or three months and I came up with a reason that I thought was enough and I went with it: if there is a God he's definitely not benevolent. We should mean less to him than ants. And if there is a God or there are gods they would value, more than anything, free will. ↗

— Tarsem Singh

#anything #benevolent #came #definitely #enough