#old

I wish there was a way to know you're in the good old days before you've actually left them. ↗

— Andy Bernard

#leaving-home #home

In those days, at least in my small town, parents didn't seem to worry so much about what their kids were doing as long as they made it home in time for dinner. ↗

— K. Martin Beckner

#old-days #small-town #home

I could go through a lot of my old emails from when I first started doing comics. Back then the lowest age of fans was like 15 or 16 up to people in their 20's and 30's. ↗

— Jhonen Vasquez

#back #comics #could #doing #emails

My doctor told me to stop having intimate dinners for four. Unless there are three other people. ↗

— Orson Welles

#dinners #doctor #four #having #intimate

I was in the game for love. After all, where else can an old-timer with one leg, who can't hear or see, live like a king while doing the only thing I wanted to do? ↗

— Bill Veeck

#doing #else #game #hear #i

If you had a million years to do it in, you couldn't rub out even half the "Fuck you" signs in the world. It's impossible. ↗

— J.D. Salinger

#holden #humor #signs #humor

The climate of Barrow is Arctic. Temperatures range from cold as shit to fucking freezing. ↗

— Steve Niles

#cold #humor #humor

I'm an actor in between jobs right now, so I kind of live the life of a 7-year old. ↗

— Aaron Yoo

#between #i #jobs #kind #life

You - will - never - touch - our - children - again!' screamed Mrs. Weasley. Bellatrix laughed, the same exhilarated laugh her cousin Sirius had given as he toppled backwards through the veil, and suddenly Harry knew what was going to happen before it did. Molly's curse soared beneath Bellatrix's outstretched arm and hit her squarely in the chest, directly over her heart. Bellatrix's gloating smile froze, her eyes seemed to bulge: for the tiniest space of time she knew what had happened, and then she toppled, and the watching crowd roared, and Voldemort screamed. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#molly-weasley #voldemort #death

In our opposed forms of loneliness and self-recognition and recognition of the other, we touched each other often as we spoke; and on shore in explorations of the past, we strolled with our arms linked... ↗

— Harold Brodkey

#gay #love #old #platonic-love #relationship