#shell

So I don't think I'm gonna pull my head into my shell just because a bunch of people start acting like idiots. ↗

— Todd Rundgren

#because #bunch #gonna #head #i

I'm a very feminine person, but I have this hard shell, man, and I stay focused and don't take things personally. ↗

— Zoe Saldana

#focused #hard #i #man #person

The word experience is like a shrapnel shell, and bursts into a thousand meanings. ↗

— George Santayana

#experience #into #like #meanings #shell

Marilyn was a great actress, not a dumb blond bombshell. She was very smart, very astute and a good businesswoman. ↗

— Lawrence Schiller

#astute #blond #bombshell #businesswoman #dumb

I actually think I'm more of a turtle than Verne is. Where Verne is up on two legs and moving at full speed and doesn't pull his head into the shell very often, I in reality was five or ten minutes later to every recording session. ↗

— Garry Shandling

#every #five #full #head #his

There will soon come an armed contest between capital and labor. They will oppose each other, not with words and arguments, but with shot and shell, gun-powder and cannon. The better classes are tired of the insane howling of the lower strata and they mean to stop them. ↗

— William Tecumseh Sherman

#better #between #cannon #capital #classes

Walnuts have a shell, and they have a kernel. Religions are the same. They have an essence, but then they have a protective coating. This is not the only way to put it. But it's my way. So the kernels are the same. However, the shells are different. ↗

— Huston Smith

#essence #however #kernel #only #protective

When I think of how things could have turned out, I feel as if I've dodged, not just bullets, but 6mm shells. ↗

— Tom Stoppard

#could #feel #how #i #i feel

A man builds a house in England with the expectation of living in it and leaving it to his children; we shed our houses in America as easily as a snail does his shell. ↗

— Harriet Beecher Stowe

#builds #children #does #easily #england

Had Mary Shelley fretted so? Maybe yes, maybe no. She’d begun her classic work on a dare. Had culled a dream to bring it into being. But it was not lost on Laura that the story might be a prolonged exercise in Shelley’s personal terrors. The subtitle of the work was 'Prometheus Unbound,' and Laura wondered if Shelley herself was not Prometheus in the form of the wandering monster, who desperately sought love and acceptance but was ultimately driven to face an icy landscape that seemed almost fantastical—the way our own subconscious could be, white and frozen-slippery. ↗

— L.L. Barkat

#mary-shelley #writers #writing #dreams