#pa

This man used to go to school with his dog. Then they were separated. His dog graduated! ↗

— Henny Youngman

#dog #go #graduated #his #man

I want the white one ↗

— Sarah Dessen

#fish #love #pets #love

But there's not enough time in life to go sit at a party, have a drink, and make idle conversation. There's too many important things to do. Just being together with my husband, spending time alone, which I have very little of. ↗

— Pia Zadora

#being #conversation #drink #enough #go

Here is your country. Cherish these natural wonders, cherish the natural resources, cherish the history and romance as a sacred heritage, for your children and your children's children. Do not let selfish men or greedy interests skin your country of its beauty, its riches or its romance. ↗

— Theodore Roosevelt

#environment #morals #nationalism #patriotism #politics

Past experience with fiscal austerity at home and overseas strongly suggests that it is best for the economy's long-run performance to restrain government spending rather than raise taxes. ↗

— Mark Zandi

#best #economy #experience #fiscal #government

I am chairman of the Pakistan People's Party. ↗

— Bilawal Bhutto Zardari

#chairman #i #i am #pakistan #party

When a child first catches adults out -- when it first walks into his grave little head that adults do not always have divine intelligence, that their judgments are not always wise, their thinking true, their sentences just -- his world falls into panic desolation. The gods are fallen and all safety gone. And there is one sure thing about the fall of gods: they do not fall a little; they crash and shatter or sink deeply into green muck. It is a tedious job to build them up again; they never quite shine. And the child's world is never quite whole again. It is an aching kind of growing. ↗

— John Steinbeck

#fall-of-the-gods #growing-up #parents #age

People don't get to our ages without having pasts. I'm more interested in the future. ↗

— Robyn Donald

#love #past #relationships #age

I had always imagined Rosa Parks as a stately woman with a bold temperament, someone who could easily stand up to a busload of glowering passengers. But when she died in 2005 at the age of ninety-two, the flood of obituaries recalled her as soft-spoken, sweet, and small in stature. They said she was "timid and shy" but had "the courage of a lion." They were full of phrases like "radical humility" and "quiet fortitude. ↗

— Susan Cain

#age

No worst, there is none. Pitched past pitch of grief, More pangs will, schooled at forepangs, wilder wring. Comforter, where, where is your comforting? Mary, mother of us, where is your relief? My cries heave, herds-long; huddle in a main, a chief- woe, world-sorrow; on an age-old anvil wince and sing — Then lull, then leave off. Fury had shrieked 'No ling- ering! Let me be fell: force I must be brief'. O the mind, mind has mountains; cliffs of fall Frightful, sheer, no-man-fathomed. Hold them cheap May who ne'er hung there. Nor does long our small Durance deal with that steep or deep. Here! creep, Wretch, under a comfort serves in a whirlwind: all Life death does end and each day dies with sleep. ↗

— Gerard Manley Hopkins

#depression #despair #grief #suffering #age