#pressing

After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music. ↗

— Aldous Huxley

#after #comes #expressing #inexpressible #nearest

There is a quality even meaner than outright ugliness or disorder, and this meaner quality is the dishonest mask of pretended order, achieved by ignoring or suppressing the real order that is struggling to exist and to be served. ↗

— Jane Jacobs

#dishonest #disorder #even #exist #ignoring

A lot of people over the years have been doing yoga and I think even more these days are expressing an interest in it. So there are a lot of manifestations of spirituality here in town. ↗

— Ashley Judd

#days #doing #even #expressing #here

What is needed, rather than running away or controlling or suppressing or any other resistance, is understanding fear; that means, watch it, learn about it, come directly into contact with it. We are to learn about fear, not how to escape from it. ↗

— Jiddu Krishnamurti

#any #away #come #contact #controlling

Humanity is never more sphinxlike than when it is expressing itself. ↗

— Rebecca West

#humanity #itself #more #never #than

Some people say my work is often depressing and pessimistic, with the emphasis on death, blood, overcrowding, strange beings and so on, but I don't really think it is. ↗

— H. R. Giger

#blood #death #depressing #emphasis #i

Expressing the thoughts of my comrades, I suggested, among other means, the organization of an international information service on inventories, on production, and on the needs of the various countries for raw materials. ↗

— Leon Jouhaux

#comrades #countries #expressing #i #information

Health care for all Americans is the most pressing domestic issue today. It's far past time for the President and Congress to deliver health care to everyone. ↗

— Russ Feingold

#care #congress #deliver #domestic #everyone

How we continue to fund Medicare and Medicaid into the future is a pressing issue of national concern. ↗

— James T. Walsh

#continue #fund #future #how #into

She saw it in her mind's eye like a movie playing, the haunting memories from her childhood she couldn't seem to shake blending together into one raw, aching image. Her mother lying in a darkened room for days, her face swollen with tears. The inevitable ashtray overrun with ashes, the acrid scent of pot smoke in the air. The bed or couch or futon may have been different from year to year as Evie moved them around from apartment to commune to funky cottage, but her mother was always the same. Falling hard for some man, immersing herself in romantic fantasies that were crushed when the guy left. And the guy always left. Her mother's inability to get a grasp on reality had too often left Mischa to care for her younger sister, to care for her mother, from too young an age. She remembered shaking Evie awake, trying to get her to eat. To get up and take a shower, take her and Raine to school. No kid should have to do that. No kid should have to witness the way Evie had allowed herself to be ravaged by love. No woman should allow that to happen. ↗

— Eve Berlin

#childhood-memory #depressing #sad #age