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If he'd just crowded me down to the side of the asphalt, I'd have been OK. But when he ran me completely off the racetrack, I lost it. ↗


— Cale Yarborough


#completely #crowded #down #i #just

The current stage does not allow the entrance of everyone into a military conflict, however everyone must be ready for the day in which it might take place, as the Zionist enemy is planning to attack our people and to control our land once again. ↗


— Ahmed Yassin


#allow #attack #conflict #control #current

This is a strange game. ↗


— Carl Yastrzemski


#strange

That's the strange thing about making a record. You can be in one mood for an hour, put it on a record, and you're remembered that way. ↗


— Adam Yauch


#hour #making #mood #put #record

Once you attempt legislation upon religious grounds, you open the way for every kind of intolerance and religious persecution. ↗


— William Butler Yeats


#every #grounds #intolerance #kind #legislation

There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven't yet met. ↗


— William Butler Yeats


#haven #here #met #only #strangers

I knew that my niece was working nearby with some bank, so my wife rang up the mother and the mother called back to say that shes just called up to say she was alright. ↗


— Lee Kuan Yew


#back #bank #called #i #just

There is no brilliant single stroke that is going to transform the water into wine or straw into gold. ↗


— Coleman Young


#going #gold #into #single #straw

Like that breeder-woman sitting at the bar, who thinks it's a buzz to go into a gay joint and has no doubt heard somewhere that this is one. Her lurid get-up's a joke, ludicrous. She's the type who dons the camouflage-green combat trousers, wraps a bandanna around her head and paints herself with black lipstick, imagining all the lesbians in the joint'll have the hots for her. Not so much imagining as secretly hoping. Naturally, no one goes and sits with her. She's been here before, and everyone gives the ice-cold shoulder, yet she still turns up again and again. Someone might argue we're zoo animals for her. But I've another theory. For her, we're noble savages, a kind of grey area outside the respectable, minutely organized community, an untamed wilderness it takes a lot of guts to step into. But if you do dare, there's a glorious smell of freedom floating around your trousers and giving the finger to society, making whoever an instant anarchist. Certainly, for her, coming here is like putting a washable tattoo on your shoulder : there's the thrill of deviance with none of the dull commitment - and she'll never have to wonder whether she's too weird to be seen out before dark. ↗


— Johanna Sinisalo


#glbtq #herbert-lomas-translation #heteronormativity #lesbians #not-before-sundown

When I was writing my column, I would almost always be recognized when I was in a restaurant, even if I was reviewing it and had booked under a fake name, so free stuff would start coming out of the kitchen on a conveyer belt, fantastic wines would be opened at my table. Now I can't even get a reservation on the pizza joint on the corner. ↗


— Toby Young


#always #belt #booked #column #coming






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