#stone

Live so that when the final summons comes you will leave something more behind you than an epitaph on a tombstone or an obituary in a newspaper. ↗

— Billy Sunday

#comes #epitaph #final #leave #live

If you were looking at where you would like your career to go, then you would have to cherry pick The Stones. People love coming to see them. They are it, they are the most definitive rock n roll band ever. ↗

— Andy Taylor

#career #cherry #coming #definitive #ever

I don't know why, but I never felt I was gonna stay with the Stones forever, even right from the beginning. ↗

— Mick Taylor

#even #felt #forever #gonna #i

I believe fundamental honesty is the keystone of business. ↗

— Harvey S. Firestone

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And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#books #brooks #everything #exempt #finds

Free speech is the cornerstone to every right we have. ↗

— Mark Thomas

#every #free #free speech #right #speech

Failures to heroic minds are the stepping stones to success. ↗

— Thomas Chandler Haliburton

#heroic #minds #stepping #stones #success

Freud was a hero. He descended to the Underworld and met there stark terrors. He carried with him his theory as a Medusa's head which turned these terrors to stone. ↗

— R. D. Laing

#descended #freud #head #hero #him

We should bomb Vietnam back into the stone age. ↗

— Curtis LeMay

#back #bomb #into #should #stone

He thought himself awake when he was already asleep. He saw the stars above his face, whirling on their silent and sleepless axis, and the leaves of the trees rustling against them, and he heard small changes in the grass. These little noises of footsteps and soft-fringed wing-beats and stealthy bellies drawn over the grass blades or rattling against the bracken at first frightened or interested him, so that he moved to see what they were (but never saw), then soothed him, so that he no longer cared to see what they were but trusted them to be themselves, and finally left him altogether as he swam down deeper and deeper, nuzzling into the scented turf, into the warm ground, into the unending waters under the earth. ↗

— T.H. White

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