#ran

I recycle. I have a house in the south of France and I have a small garden. My name is Dujardin - 'from the garden.' I grow carrots, peppers, strawberries, green beans, and things for salads, but there are lots of wild boars all around and they steal the food. ↗

— Jean Dujardin

#beans #carrots #food #france #garden

In France, I have lots of opportunities. Maybe now I'll be offered films in America. It's the encounter, with the director and the story that counts. ↗

— Jean Dujardin

#counts #director #encounter #films #france

In response to the challenge of strangers, sport arose as a sublimated representation of a community's armed might as well as its pride of place and clan. ↗

— John Thorn

#arose #challenge #clan #community #might

The multitude of books is making us ignorant. ↗

— Voltaire

#ignorant #making #multitude #us

One of the strangest things about life is that the poor, who need the money the most, are the ones that never have it. ↗

— Finley Peter Dunne

#life #money #most #need #never

It is a grand thing to rise in the world. The ambition to do so is the very salt of the earth. It is the parent of all enterprise, and the cause of all improvement. ↗

— Anthony Trollope

#cause #earth #enterprise #grand #grand thing

Education is a progressive discovery of our own ignorance. ↗

— Will Durant

#discovery #ignorance #our #own #progressive

Alcohol doesn't console, it doesn't fill up anyone's psychological gaps, all it replaces is the lack of God. It doesn't comfort man. On the contrary, it encourages him in his folly, it transports him to the supreme regions where he is master of his own destiny. ↗

— Marguerite Duras

#anyone #comfort #console #contrary #destiny

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

His laughter echoed through my mind. I have a beautiful woman in my arms, and am taking her back to my home, where she and I will be alone and able to indulge whatever fantasies we choose. What is there not to enjoy? ↗

— Katie MacAlister

#beauty