#roar

The Roaring Twenties were the period of that Great American Prosperity which was built on shaky foundations. ↗

— Paul Getty

#built #foundations #great #great american #period

He wanted to heave the glasses against the wall. Break them, break everything he could reach. Beat it, rend it. He stared out the window, imagined the city in flames, consumed to ashes. And still it wasn't enough. ↗

— J.D. Robb

#roarke #death

From the stage I've seen people of all ages absolutely roaring at really good toilet humour. ↗

— Adrian Edmondson

#ages #good #humour #i #people

She turned toward Roarke's office, then stopped in the doorway. He was at his console; captain of his ship. He'd drawn his hair back so it lay on his neck in a short, gleaming black tail. His eyes were cool, cool blue. The colour they were when his mind was fully occupied. He'd taken off his dinner jacket, his shirt was loose at the collar, the sleeves rolled up. There was something... just something about that look that always and forever grabbed her in the gut. She could look at him for hours, and at the end of it, still marvel that he belonged to her. "Someone wants to hurt you," she thought. "I'm not going to let them. ↗

— J.D. Robb

#death

Don't let your will roar when your power only whispers. ↗

— Thomas Fuller

#power #roar #whispers #will #your

As far as performance, the roar of the crowd, the smell of the greasepaint no I don't feel that. ↗

— Peter Garrett

#crowd #far #feel #i #performance

The world is in a constant conspiracy against the brave. It's the age-old struggle: the roar of the crowd on the one side, and the voice of your conscience on the other. ↗

— Douglas MacArthur

#age-old #brave #conscience #conspiracy #constant

Confusion heard his voice, and wild uproar Stood ruled, stood vast infinitude confined; Till at his second bidding darkness fled, Light shone, and order from disorder sprung. ↗

— John Milton

#confined #confusion #darkness #disorder #fled

I see explicit covers on magazines, and they're getting even more explicit, and it's like, Are women being empowered, or is this just what sells magazines? Are they feeling pressured, or have they really come into themselves and are saying, 'I am woman, hear me roar?' ↗

— Rosie Perez

#being #come #covers #empowered #even

About every two minutes a new wave of planes would be over. The motors seemed to grind rather than roar, and to have an angry pulsation like a bee buzzing in blind fury. ↗

— Ernie Pyle

#angry #bee #blind #buzzing #every