#pear

If he could sleep on it. He would make his bed with white sheets And disappear into the white, Like a man diving, If he could be certain That the light Would not keep him awake, The light that reaches To the bottom. ↗

— Donald Justice

#bed #bottom #certain #could #disappear

I always have been trying to work on the other side of Jackie, and that is, making sure that my appearance, that my image, is right; also, working in the job world, knowing how it is to wake up and go to a job. ↗

— Jackie Joyner-Kersee

#always #appearance #been #go #how

The fact that our task is exactly commensurate with our life gives it the appearance of being infinite. ↗

— Franz Kafka

#being #commensurate #exactly #fact #gives

People take the longest possible paths, digress to numerous dead ends, and make all kinds of mistakes. Then historians come along and write summaries of this messy, nonlinear process and make it appear like a simple, straight line. ↗

— Dean Kamen

#appear #come #dead #ends #historians

It's easier to do Shakespeare than Spelling, and I know that sounds crazy, because the challenge of Shakespeare is living up to Shakespeare, living up to that word, not failing, you know, where with Aaron Spelling it's like, just try to look good. Or maybe don't use Spelling there, that's bad. No - you can. He's dead. ↗

— Vincent Kartheiser

#aaron spelling #bad #because #challenge #crazy

At times Maggie told Pete long confidential tales of her former home life, dwelling up on the escapades of the other members of the family and the difficulties she had had to combat in order to obtain a degree of comfort. He responded in the accents of philanthropy. He pressed her arm with an air of reassuring proprietorship. ... She contemplated Pete's man-subduing eyes and noted that wealth and prosperity were indicated by his clothes. She imagined a future, rose-tinted, because of its distance from all that she had experienced before. As to the present she perceived only vague reasons to be miserable. Her life was Pete's and she considered him worthy of the charge. She would be disturbed by no particular apprehensions so long as Pete adored her as he now said he did. She did not feel like a bad woman. To her knowledge she had never seen any better. At times men at other tables regarded the girl furtively. Pete, aware of it, nodded to her and grinned. He felt proud. "Mag, yer a bloomin' good-looker," he remarked, studying her face through the haze. The men made Maggie fear, but she blushed at Pete's words as it became apparent to her that she was the apple of his eye. Grey-headed men, wonderfully pathetic in their dissipation, stared at her through clouds. Smooth-cheeked boys, some of them with faces of stone and mouths of sin, not nearly so pathetic as the grey heads, tried to find the girl's eyes in the smoke wreaths. Maggie considered she was not what they thought her. She confined her glances to Pete and the stage. ... Those glances of the men shot at Maggie from under half-closed lids made her tremble. She thought them all to be worse men than Pete. "Come on, let's go," she said. ↗

— Stephen Crane

#family

I have developed a Zen-like approach to the operating systems that people use: 'When you're ready, the right operating system will appear in your life.' ↗

— Guy Kawasaki

#approach #developed #i #life #operating

What appears in newspapers is often new but seldom true. ↗

— Patrick Kavanagh

#new #newspapers #often #seldom #true

It's kind of true, you do disappear off the planet if you are a middle-aged woman, but that has some advantages as well. ↗

— Diane Keaton

#disappear #kind #middle-aged #off #planet

There is an electric fire in human nature tending to purify - so that among these human creatures there is continually some birth of new heroism. The pity is that we must wonder at it, as we should at finding a pearl in rubbish. ↗

— John Keats

#birth #continually #creatures #electric #finding