#one

Madison Square Garden, November 1984. I don't recall taking too much fear into the ring. I knew I could fight. But I got a big shock. They put me in with this rough, tough veteran called Lionel Byarm. He tested me to the limit. But I fought my heart out and, in the end, I prevailed. The story of my life, in my very first fight. ↗

— Evander Holyfield

#called #could #end #fear #fight

Well, number one I like dancing. Number two I knew it would be challenging because I had never done this type of dance before. I always wanted to and I happened to have the courage to go out there and give it my best shot. ↗

— Evander Holyfield

#because #before #best #challenging #courage

Well, of course a boxing match is hard because boxing isn't set for you to do good. You have to force your will upon someone, but dancing you don't have to force your will. It should be a lot easier because if I make a mistake I don't get hit. ↗

— Evander Holyfield

#boxing #boxing match #course #dancing #easier

I'd paint long strips of canvas and abandon them on the beach, or put bread out in geometric patterns for the pigeons downtown. I wanted people to find something nice and intriguing to puzzle over. Then I'd go back to see if the things were still there, or if anyone would notice. ↗

— Jenny Holzer

#anyone #back #beach #bread #canvas

It can be kind of gruesome at times, making things alone. ↗

— Jenny Holzer

#be kind #gruesome #kind #making #things

It's necessary to start most work alone. But I'm tickled to death when I can pull somebody in or join someone, whether it's borrowing poetry or traveling with an associate. ↗

— Jenny Holzer

#associate #borrowing #death #i #i can

One of the glories and terrors of working in public is that you do see if your output means anything to anyone. ↗

— Jenny Holzer

#anything #glories #means #output #public

That's the test of street art - to see if anybody stopped. People would cross out ones they didn't like and would star others. I liked that people would engage with them. ↗

— Jenny Holzer

#art #cross #engage #i #like

Hateful to me as are the gates of hell, Is he who, hiding one thing in his heart, Utters another. ↗

— Homer

#gates #hateful #heart #hell #hiding

Two urns on Jove's high throne have ever stood, the source of evil one, and one of good; from thence the cup of mortal man he fills, blessings to these, to those distributes ills; to most he mingles both. ↗

— Homer

#both #cup #distributes #ever #evil