#other

In truth, the only restrictions on our capacity to astonish ourselves and each other are imposed by our own minds. ↗

— David Blaine

#capacity #each #imposed #minds #only

Members of al Qaeda and other affiliated organizations spent a great deal of time blending into the populations of several nations around the world and exploring all aspects of life there. ↗

— Jo Bonner

#al #around #aspects #blending #deal

We all have such common ways to identify with each other, and I think when you approach music in that organic way, it's almost indescribable how it connects human to human and heart to heart. ↗

— Debby Boone

#approach #common #connects #each #heart

The force of the advertising word and image dwarfs the power of other literature in the 20th century. ↗

— Daniel J. Boorstin

#advertising #century #dwarfs #force #image

I only know two pieces; one is 'Clair de Lune' and the other one isn't. ↗

— Victor Borge

#know #only #other #pieces #two

When I was playing the game we never had the benefit of TV or video to analyse our techniques or look at faults, we depended on other cricketers to watch us and then tell us what they thought we were doing wrong. ↗

— Geoffrey Boycott

#benefit #cricketers #depended #doing #faults

I grew up in a very open-minded family. My father died when I was very little, so my mother was really, really incredibly busy trying to provide for us. ↗

— Sonia Braga

#died #family #father #grew #i

It would be a tragic mistake for us out here to imagine that Bush represents the hearts and the minds of the majority of your countrymen. Many of your black and other compatriots must be just as anguished as we are. ↗

— Breyten Breytenbach

#black #bush #compatriots #countrymen #hearts

In order to be discipled by others a person must have a trusting heart, one that listens even when it doesn't fully comprehend or see the end result. ↗

— Ed Townsend

#end #end result #even #fully #heart

After Nicholas hung up the phone, he watched his mother carry buckets and garden tools across the couch grass toward a bed that would, come spring, be brightly ablaze as tropical coral with colorful arctotis, impatiens, and petunias. Katherine dug with hard chopping strokes, pulling out wandering jew and oxalis, tossing the uprooted weeds into a black pot beside her. The garden will be beautiful, he thought. But how do the weeds feel about it? Sacrifices must be made. ↗

— Stephen M. Irwin

#flowers #garden #gardening #mother #sacrifices