#orange

During summer or charity games I'll wear my bright orange or green or turquoise ones and guys are always like, 'Why are your shoes so bright?' ↗

— James Harden

#bright #charity #during #games #green

From William of Orange to William Pitt the younger there was but one man without whom English history must have taken a different turn, and that was William Pitt the elder. ↗

— Albert Bushnell Hart

#elder #english #history #man #must

California is a fine place to live - if you happen to be an orange. ↗

— Fred Allen

#california #fine #happen #live #orange

California is a great place to live if you're an orange. ↗

— Fred Allen

#great #live #orange #place #you

I'm here to tell you the coffee was hot, the orange juice was cold, New York's still there and Reagan National is back. ↗

— Jim Gilmore

#coffee #cold #here #hot #i

The moon is bland in color. I call it shades of gray. You know, the only color we see is what we bring or the Earth, which is looking down upon us all the time. And to find orange soil on the moon was a surprise. ↗

— Gene Cernan

#bring #call #color #down #earth

Just because one likes to cook up a great meal or decorate their home doesn't mean they have to do it with granite counter tops and duck a l'orange. ↗

— Nadia Giosia

#cook #counter #decorate #duck #granite

In an organic system you don't waste anything. We need to educate the consumer to accept a tiny blemish on an orange. ↗

— Robert Patterson

#anything #blemish #consumer #educate #need

When oranges came in, a curious proceeding was gone through. Miss Jenkyns did not like to cut the fruit, for, as she observed, the juice all ran out nobody knew where, sucking [only I think she used some more recondite word] was in fact the only way of enjoying oranges; but then there was the unpleasant association with a ceremony frequently gone through by little babies; and so, after dessert, in orange season, Miss Jenkyns and Miss Matty used to rise up, possess themselves each of an orange in silence, and withdraw to the privacy of their own rooms to indulge in sucking oranges. ↗

— Elizabeth Gaskell

#oranges #humor

I don't hate you. I love you." "I love you, too. God, it's hell!" They decided to be more sensible. The next day they didn't meet in Widener. Elgin stayed in his room, and at three o'clock the phone rang. "It's me--Caroline." "Oh God, you called. I was praying you would. Where are you?" "In the drugstore on the corner." There was silence. "Elgin," she said at last, "did you have any orange juice today?" He ran, down the stairs, along the sidewalk, to the drugstore to have his orange juice. ↗

— Harold Brodkey

#love