#olden

I can see, and that is why I can be happy, in what you call the dark, but which to me is golden. I can see a God-made world, not a manmade world. ↗

— Helen Keller

#call #dark #golden #happy #i

They say you can't square the circle, but I don't believe that. I'm melting the golden ratio into a molar. ↗

— Bauvard

#funny #golden-ratio #humor #squares #teeth

And in this community, as in all others, the Golden Rule still applies - we must be act toward other nations as we would have them act towards America. ↗

— Adam Schiff

#america #applies #community #golden #golden rule

Lovers of literature will look for the remains of the golden treasure in that shipwreck on the bottom of the sea of criticism. ↗

— Josef Skvorecky

#criticism #golden #literature #look #lovers

The orange of the golden carp appeared at the edge of the pond. . . . We watched in silence at the beauty and grandeur of the great fish. Out of the corners of my eyes I saw Cico hold his hand to his breast as the golden carp glided by. Then with a switch of his powerful tail the golden carp disappeared into the shadowy water under the thicket. ↗

— Rudolfo Anaya

#beauty #bless #carp #fish #golden

Do unto OTHERS as you would have them do unto you. I’ll tell you this; there are no OTHERS, we are not divided, or separate from each other; we are all One, we are Us, and what we do to Us, we do to ourselves. ↗

— Martin Suarez

#golden-rule #love #unity #we-are-one #family

I'm just like any other person you can meet and greet on the street and like or not like. I'm not Holden or Humbert. You can really touch me! If you don't believe me, come to Aristod right now. Come hold and hump me! ↗

— Brian Celio

#humbert #humor #salinger #wordplay #humor

It always smelled like it was raining outside, even if it wasn't, and you were in the only nice, dry, cosy place in the world. ↗

— J.D. Salinger

#rain

When I was all set to go, when I had my bags and all, I stood for a while next to the stairs and took a last look down the goddam corridor. I was sort of crying. I don't know why. I put my red hunting hat on, and turned the peak around to the back, the way I liked it, and then I yelled at the top of my goddam voice, "Sleep tight, ya morons!" I'll bet I woke up every bastard on the whole floor. Then I got the hell out. Some stupid guy had thrown peanut shells all over the stairs, and I damn near broke my crazy neck. ↗

— J.D. Salinger

#holden #ya

She was terrific to hold hands with. Most girls if you hold hands with them, their goddam hand dies on you, or else they think they have to keep moving their hand all the time, as if they were afraid they'd bore you or something. Jane was different. We'd get into a goddam movie or something, and right away we'd start holding hands, and we wouldn't quit till the movie was over. And without changing the position or making a big deal out of it. You never even worried, with Jane, whether your hand was sweaty or not. All you knew was, you were happy. You really were. ↗

— J.D. Salinger

#change