#rushes

Every one rushes elsewhere and into the future, because no one wants to face one's own inner self. ↗

— Michel de Montaigne

#elsewhere #every #face #future #inner

But in the old days, visual artists used to fall into two distinct categories: those of us who created images with cameras and those of us who applied stuff onto other stuff, with brushes or other tools. ↗

— Buffy Sainte-Marie

#artists #brushes #cameras #categories #created

You get crushes on people. You have to see them every day in that week. They're a fantastic person, and it could be a man or a woman. ↗

— Jennifer Saunders

#could #crushes #day #every #every day

I've had so many crushes on gay boys. ↗

— Alicia Silverstone

#gay #had #i #many

I think audiences, producers and directors included, develop crushes on actors (actresses in particular) and then lose interest and move on to the next one. ↗

— Julia Stiles

#crushes #develop #directors #i #i think

Never love someone beneath your level of evolution. If you want a monkey, you can visit one at your local zoo. ↗

— Shannon L. Alder

#humor #infatuation #love #relationships #humor

Her heart fluttered. It had only been a few hours, but it felt like a lifetime since she saw him last. She seriously felt addicted to that boy. ↗

— Julia Crane

#fairies #young-adult-fiction #young-adult-romance #young-adult-fiction

I grinned. “So you are human after all.” I touched his chest, feeling him breathe hard in and out. “I always thought you were made of steel, you know,” I said. “Superman?” Nat arched his eyebrows. “No, the Tin Man,” I answered back. I settled my head against his chest, turning my ear to listen to his heartbeat. “I sometimes wondered if you had a heart.” - Summer, Perfect Summer ↗

— Kailin Gow

#desires #kailin-gow #love #loving-summer-series #nat-donovan

Between our birth and death we may touch understanding, As a moth brushes a window with its wing. ↗

— Christopher Fry

#birth #brushes #death #may #moth

At the point where I'm trying to force something and it's not happening, and I'm getting frustrated with, say, writing a poem, I can go and pick up the brushes and start painting. At the point where the painting seems to not be going anywhere, I go and pick up the guitar. ↗

— Joni Mitchell

#brushes #force #frustrated #getting #go