#nsa

To scale all love down To a cupped hand’s size ↗

— Edith L. Tiempo

#love

What we're going to do is redouble our efforts on financial regulatory reform, because that has in it sensible things like say on pay, so at least the shareholders are minding the store, sensible things like saying, for heaven's sakes, compensation should be focused on - on long term, so that you don't have rewards for short-term risk-taking. ↗

— Christina Romer

#compensation #efforts #financial #focused #going

To be without some of the things you want is an indispensable part of happiness. ↗

— Bertrand Russell

#indispensable #part #some #things #want

Now the relation which, in the sphere of nature, being and semblance or sensation bear to one another in this antithesis, is the same as that which in ethics exists between good and pleasure or feeling. ↗

— Friedrich Schleiermacher

#antithesis #bear #being #between #ethics

If there were no schools to take the children away from home part of the time, the insane asylums would be filled with mothers. ↗

— E. W. Howe

#asylums #away #children #filled #home

Which of us can resist the temptation of being thought indispensable? ↗

— Margaret Atwood

#temptation #temptation

Peter Boyle on Everybody Loves Raymond is more of an insane Dad. ↗

— Kurtwood Smith

#everybody #insane #loves #more #peter

The blues is like a planet. It's an enormous topic. You can't ignore the impact that it has had and continues to have on the whole musical culture. It's a tree that everyone is swinging from. Without it, I don't know where I would be. It's indelible and indispensable. ↗

— Tom Waits

#continues #culture #enormous #everyone #had

It seems like everyone's got an agenda, and the agenda seems to be selling magazines or air time with sensational stories. ↗

— Scott Weiland

#air #air time #everyone #got #like

She thought of the recurrent waves of pain that for some reason or other she and her husband had had to endure; of the invisible giants hurting her boy in some unimaginable fashion; of the incalculable amount of tenderness contained in the world; of the fate of this tenderness, which is either crushed or wasted, or transformed into madness; of neglected children humming to themselves in unswept corners; of beautiful weeds that cannot hide from the farmer. ↗

— Vladimir Nabokov

#innocence #insanity #beauty