#station

Through these ongoing activities and possibly in the future, a Canadian will go live and work on the International Space Station and we will continue to make Canadians proud of our achievements in space. ↗

— Marc Garneau

#activities #canadian #canadians #continue #future

It's really a good feeling to know that we put this up there, that it's working, that all these people's plans that worked so hard came together and things fit and we've got a real space station. ↗

— Linda M. Godwin

#feeling #fit #good #good feeling #got

I went straight in. Fade in, one... whatever. He's playing the piano in the radio station. ↗

— Ronald Harwood

#i #piano #playing #radio #radio station

The only road to the highest stations in this country is that of the law. ↗

— William Joyce

#highest #law #only #road #stations

A lot of people over the years have been doing yoga and I think even more these days are expressing an interest in it. So there are a lot of manifestations of spirituality here in town. ↗

— Ashley Judd

#days #doing #even #expressing #here

I get lonely when I'm a Playstation widow. ↗

— Ashley Judd

#i #lonely #playstation #widow

Recruiting Station was a story that came as the result of many anxious awakenings during many nights. ↗

— A. E. van Vogt

#came #during #many #nights #recruiting

During the time that my recording career seemed to be in a slump a music called disco came on the scene and literally took over radio stations as well as having radio stations created to play it which sort of negated my music as well as that of some of my peers. ↗

— Dionne Warwick

#came #career #created #disco #during

Nature is my manifestation of God. I go to nature every day for inspiration in the day's work. I follow in building the principles which nature has used in its domain. ↗

— Frank Lloyd Wright

#day #domain #every #every day #follow

I am back in my beloved city. The scene of desolation fills my eyes with tears. At every step my distress and agitation increases. I cannot recognize houses or landmarks I once knew well. Of the former inhabitants, there is no trace. Everywhere there is a terrible emptiness. All at once I find myself in the quarter where I once resided. I recall the life I used to live: meeting friends in the evening, reciting poetry, making love, spending sleepless nights pining for beautiful women and writing verses on their long tresses which held me captive. That was life! What is there left of it? Nothing. ↗

— Khushwant Singh

#devastation #loss #mir-taqi-mir #beauty