#ra

Just as courage imperils life, fear protects it. ↗

— Leonardo da Vinci

#fear #just #life #protects

Emotionally, I was affected a lot by Rage Against the Machine, not specifically the literal intention of the words or what it was about, but the feel, the sound, those phrases that got me. ↗

— Fred Durst

#affected #against #emotionally #feel #got

I want to clear my mind a little bit and give my mind a little bit of time to breathe so I can pinpoint or at least nail down feelings I'm having and that I've had for the last however long. I need to nail them down long enough to actually write about and elaborate on them. ↗

— Fred Durst

#actually #bit #breathe #clear #down

That's your best friend and your worst enemy - your own brain. ↗

— Fred Durst

#best friend #brain #enemy #friend #own

Everybody loves the underdog, and then they take an underdog and make him a hero and they hate him. But as long as they can knock you back down, it seems like if you're an underdog again, and things do surface, and they think this is real, 'these guys' intentions are genuine and sincere,' it seems like they will embrace you again. ↗

— Fred Durst

#back #down #embrace #everybody #genuine

I love collaborating. ↗

— Fred Durst

#i #i love #love

You don't need to be for or against the war to provide morale and support to the men and women who are fighting over seas. These are human beings who are doing a service. ↗

— Mike Thompson

#beings #doing #fighting #human #human beings

I made a lot mistakes that I'm grateful for, because I won't make them again and I won't let my artists make them, or I'll tell them, 'Don't do this.' A lot of them still make them anyway, but you can't be told things when you're doing your own thing. ↗

— Fred Durst

#anyway #artists #because #doing #grateful

Gently, I ran my hand across his chest, exploring it. My breath felt tight in my throat. He was so beautiful. His muscles were toned, defined, his skin warm and smooth. Stroking my palm up over the line of his collarbone, I felt the firmness of his shoulder, the strength of his bicep. I traced my fingers over the black AK, following the lines of the letters. Alex hardly moved as I touched him, his eyes never leaving me. Finally I sighed and dropped my hand. I tried to smile. "I've sort of been wanting to do that ever since that first night in the motel room," I admitted. ↗

— L.A. Weatherly

#beauty

We should start by allowing drilling in Alaska's National Wildlife Refuge. It can provide billions of barrels of recoverable oil and trillions of cubic feet of recoverable natural gas. ↗

— Mac Thornberry

#allowing #barrels #billions #drilling #feet