#rangers

I'm hopefully touring with Colin Baker next year in Perfect Strangers. I have performed with Sylvia Simms in poetry and music evenings. I would love to do those for the rest of my career - they are so fun and witty. ↗

— Louise Jameson

#career #colin #evenings #fun #hopefully

At the bottom of enmity between strangers lies indifference. ↗

— Soren Kierkegaard

#bottom #enmity #indifference #lies #strangers

More men than women like 'Strangers With Candy'. Pretty girls don't like the show. They don't like to see an ugly lady. ↗

— Amy Sedaris

#lady #like #men #more #pretty

I'm not afraid of chaos and I'm happy talking to strangers. I really love not knowing where I'm going. ↗

— Fiona Shaw

#chaos #going #happy #i #knowing

That's a central part of philosophy, of ethics. What do I owe to strangers? What do I owe to my family? What is it to live a good life? Those are questions which we face as individuals. ↗

— Peter Singer

#ethics #face #family #good #good life

Sometimes you have to get to know someone really well to realize you're really strangers. ↗

— Mary Tyler Moore

#know #realize #really #someone #sometimes

It seems the older we get, the tighter our inner circle becomes. When life has you down, some of those you thought had your back run, others...sometimes strangers surprise you and fill that empty space up. Oh, but life has a great balancing act and when that axle turns and you are right side up again...you will definitely not be looking for any long, lost "friends" because your inner circle is battle-tested to win! ↗

— Sanjo Jendayi

#deserie-johnson #down #friends #inner-circle #life

You know, Gilan, sarcasm isn't the lowest form of wit. It's not even wit at all." -Halt ↗

— John Flanagan

#sarcasm #wit

Strangers are only offensive when they offer courteous greetings. It abolishes the impartial judgment needed for a just society. ↗

— Bauvard

#familiarity #funny #humor #justice #strangers

Day 72 I remember oranges and you don’t mind me leaving the queue momentarily to find some. When you say, Of course, you reach for my arm in sympathy and recognition. This may be the thing that breaks me today, that stops me in my tracks before driving me forward, turning a corner, making something work, letting everything happen. When I return, you’re touching my yoghurts, reading the ingredients, as though you are making them yours, protecting them in my absence and amusing yourself with the cherry-ness of them. On days like this, I want to take my strangers home with me. ↗

— Gemma Seltzer

#london #oranges #speaking #stories #strangers