#pressing

I then realized that I could never be satisfied again with the mere natural charm of my voice, that I had to constantly paint when singing, melting all the colors, expressing reds and blacks that had to be less primary but bursting with subtly colored combinations. ↗

— Placido Domingo

#blacks #bursting #charm #colored #colors

My room was a real way of expressing myself. It was like a little nest that I could settle into. ↗

— Chloe Sevigny

#expressing #i #into #like #little

Knowing how to paint and to use one's colors rightly has not any connection with originality. This originality consists in properly expressing your own impressions. ↗

— Thomas Couture

#colors #connection #consists #expressing #how

It was like this blackness that crept into the corners of my life until everything was grey and dirty. My insides felt burnt out, like if you cut me open, all you would find would be smoke. No heart. No bones. There was nothing left, just the anger. It followed me everywhere. It sat on my bed and watched me sleep and when I had to eat, it looked at me across the table. ↗

— Tanya Byrne

#life #mystery-suspense #sad #anger

Watergate was unique because it allowed the public to play its democratic role in expressing its outrage at the presidency. And as a result, for the first time in history a president resigned. ↗

— Samuel Dash

#because #democratic #expressing #first #first time

...and there you have it, another body on the floor surrounded by things that don't mean much to anyone except to the one who can't take any of them along. ↗

— Mark Z. Danielewski

#depressing #morbid #death

No drowning man can know which drop of water his last breath did stop;... ↗

— Nicholas Sparks

#depressing #death

No - no - no!" someone was shouting. "No! Fred! No!" And Percy was shaking his brother, and Ron was kneeling beside them, and Fred's eyes stared without seeing, the ghost of his last laugh still etched upon his face. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#death #depressing #fred #harry-potter #j-k-rowling

And will 'a not come again? And will 'a not come again? No, no, he is dead, Go to thy death bed: He will never come again. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#depressing #death

In fact I thought life was pretty much a losing proposition, and I didn't mind saying so. ↗

— Richard Hell

#life #truth #dreams