#strangers

Writing in other voices is almost Japanese in the sense that there's a certain formality there which allows me to sidestep the embarrassment of directly expressing to complete strangers the most intimate details of my life. ↗

— Suzanne Vega

#almost #certain #complete #details #directly

So I think rather than being attracted so much now to working with my heroes, I'm sort of more attracted to working with completely unlikely strangers because it's more exciting really. ↗

— Neil Finn

#because #being #completely #exciting #heroes

I have always depended on the kindness of strangers. ↗

— Tennessee Williams

#depended #i #kindness #strangers

Ninety per cent of the world's woe comes from people not knowing themselves, their abilities, their frailties, and even their real virtues. Most of us go almost all the way through life as complete strangers to ourselves - so how can we know anyone else? ↗

— Sydney J. Harris

#anyone #cent #comes #complete #else

Religion and art spring from the same root and are close kin. Economics and art are strangers. ↗

— Nathaniel Hawthorne

#close #economics #kin #religion #root

In the voyeurism of Reality TV, the viewer's passivity is kept intact, pampered and massaged and force-fed Chicken McNuggets of carefully edited snippets that permit him or her to sit in easy judgment and feel superior at watching familiar strangers make fools of themselves. Reality TV looks in only one direction: down. ↗

— James Wolcott

#chicken #direction #down #easy #edited

When we involve others in spontaneous acts of kindness, we go from being strangers to becoming a united team connected at the heart level. ↗

— Molly Friedenfeld

#connected #heart-level #joy #kindness #love

But there were too many points at which the other self could invade the self he wanted to preserve, and there were too many forms of invasion: certain words, sounds, lights, actions his hands or feet performed, and if he did nothing at all, heard and saw nothing, the shouting of some triumphant inner voice that shocked him and cowed him. ↗

— Patricia Highsmith

#inner-voice #inner-voicery #invasion #life #lights

There's a stranger in a car Driving down your street Acts like he knows who you are Slaps his hand on the empty seat and says "Are you gonna get in Or are you gonna stay out?" Just a stranger in a car Might be the one they told you about Well you never were one for cautiousness You open the door He gives you a tender kiss And you can't even hear them no more -- All the voices of choices Now only one road remains And strangers in a car Two hearts Two souls Tonight Two lanes You don't know where you're goin' You don't know what you're doin' Hell it might be the highway to heaven And it might be the road to ruin But this is a song For strangers in a car Baby maybe that's all We really are Strangers in a car (Driving down your street) Just strangers in a car (Driving down your street) Strangers in a car ↗

— Marc Cohn

#music #song-lyrics #strangers-in-a-car #music

Strangers still leave me self-conscious. ↗

— Alan Ladd

#me #self-conscious #still #strangers