#ounce

No one who has lived even for a fleeting moment for something other than life in its conventional sense and has experienced the exaltation that this feeling produces can then renounce his new freedom so easily. ↗

— Andre Breton

#easily #even #exaltation #experienced #feeling

You have to be okay with wins and losses. You can't just be looking for the wins and, when the losses happen, you can't buy more and more because you're sure it's going to bounce. We call that revenge trading. ↗

— Josh Brolin

#bounce #buy #call #going #happen

So it is in poetry. All we ask is that the mood recorded shall impress us as having been of the kind that exhausts the imaginative capacity; if it fails to do this the failure will announce itself either in prose or in insignificant verse. ↗

— John Drinkwater

#ask #been #capacity #either #exhausts

I wanted to be a radio announcer. ↗

— Dick Van Dyke

#i #radio #wanted

You all know the reasons which have impelled me to renounce the throne. But I want you to understand that in making up my mind I did not forget the country or the empire, which, as Prince of Wales and lately as King, I have for twenty-five years tried to serve. ↗

— King Edward VIII

#did #empire #forget #i #i want you

An ounce of cheerfulness is worth a pound of sadness to serve God with. ↗

— Thomas Fuller

#god #ounce #pound #sadness #serve

An ounce of practice is worth more than tons of preaching. ↗

— Mahatma Gandhi

#ounce #practice #preaching #than #tons

I use a pseudonym, because my real name is very difficult to pronounce, to remember, and to spell. And many people who have been talking about me on television have yet to pronounce it correctly. ↗

— Jeff Gannon

#because #been #correctly #difficult #i

Through the years, I have so many wonderful memories of playing with the Red Wings: winning four Stanley Cups, scoring big goals, going into battle every night side by side with my teammates, playing with every ounce of effort I could muster. ↗

— Ted Lindsay

#big #could #cups #effort #every

Time has no divisions to mark its passage, there is never a thunder-storm or blare of trumpets to announce the beginning of a new month or year. Even when a new century begins it is only we mortals who ring bells and fire off pistols. ↗

— Thomas Mann

#beginning #begins #bells #century #divisions