#ore

If actions speak louder than words I’m the most deafening noise you’ve heard I’ll be that ringing in your ears That will stick around for years ↗

— Touche Amore

#touche-amore #amor

All classes in proportion to their lack of travel and familiarity with foreign literature are bellicose, prejudiced against foreigners, fond of fighting as a cruel sport -- in short, dog-like in their notions of foreign policy." [Quoted in Socialism and Foreign Policy and War and the Liberal Conscience] ↗

— George Bernard Shaw

#fighting #foreign-policy #literature #narrow-mindedness #prejudice

In my freshman and sophomore years of college, I read dozens of books by the great thinkers of Western civilization. From Plato to Nietzsche, Homer to Shakespeare - you name it, I read it. At times it drove me crazy - picture reading hundreds of pages that sound like this every week: "All rational knowledge is either material and concerned with some object, or formal and concerned only with the form of understanding and of reason themselves and with the universal rules of thought in general without regard to differences of its objects." Come again, Kant? ↗

— Stefanie Weisman

#freshman #literary-criticism #sophomore #literary-criticism

There is more sophistication and less sense in New York than anywhere else on the globe. ↗

— Don Herold

#else #globe #less #more #new

Don't play games with me! You just killed someone I like, that is not a safe place to stand! I'm the Doctor, and you're in the biggest library in the Universe. Look me up. ↗

— Steven Moffat

#forest-of-the-dead #doctor-who

I have always held, too, that pistol practice should be distinctly an open-air pastime; and when Homes, in one of his queer humours, would sit in an armchair with his hair-trigger and a hundred Boxer cartridges and proceed to adorn the opposite wall with a patriotic V.R. done in bullet pocks, I felt strongly that neither the atmosphere nor the appearance of our room was improved by it. ↗

— Arthur Conan Doyle

#john-watson #pistol-practice #sherlock-holmes #sherlock-holmes

The truth, as much as people acted like they wanted to hear it, was sometimes too cruel and harsh. ↗

— Laura Kreitzer

#fallen-legion #fantasy #fiction #gabriella-moretti #timeless-series

I tapped around on my new Miracle Phone—a gift from Joseph—as I listened to the discussion about our next move. I wasn’t trying to be rude, but I’d recently become addicted to this one game on my Miracle Phone. Really, I was listening. I could multitask like no other. Trust me, there’s an app for that. ↗

— Laura Kreitzer

#fallen-legion #fantasy #fiction #gabriella-moretti #humor

Lei era entrata in quella parte del cuore dove ci sono le cose più buone, quella simile a una credenza dei dolci dove c'è la Nutella, i biscotti, le merendine, la marmellata; quell'angolo di cuore dove quando uno ci entra, succeda quel che succeda, da lì non uscirà mai. Non c'entra l'amore. Ci sono persone che da quando le conosci non smetti mai di volergli bene. ↗

— Fabio Volo

#cuore #fabio #nutella #volo #simile

There is a place where the sidewalk ends And before the street begins, And there the grass grows soft and white, And there the sun burns crimson bright, And there the moon-bird rests from his flight To cool in the peppermint wind. Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black And the dark street winds and bends. Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow, And watch where the chalk-white arrows go To the place where the sidewalk ends. Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow, And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go, For the children, they mark, and the children, they know The place where the sidewalk ends. ↗

— Shel Silverstein

#forever-and-a-day #lyrics #music-lyrics #silverstein #song