#strike

I'm a prime example of the way kidney disease strikes silently. ↗

— Sean Elliott

#example #i #kidney #prime #silently

We are so bound together that no man can labor for himself alone. Each blow he strikes in his own behalf helps to mold the universe. ↗

— Jerome K. Jerome

#behalf #blow #bound #each #helps

Strikes always leave a bad taste with everyone. ↗

— Sarah Sutton

#bad #bad taste #everyone #leave #strikes

I'll be busy for the next eight weeks, so let's set this for November 15th. MENU I want lamb or venison steak. Baked potatoes with honey butter. Corn on the cob. Rolls. And apple pie, like the one you made before. I really liked it. I want it with ice cream. You owe me one naked dinner, but I'm not a complete beast, so you can wear a bra and panties if you so wish. The blue ones with the bow will do. Curran, Beast Lord of Atlanta ↗

— Ilona Andrews

#food #ilona-andrews #kate-daniels #magic-strikes #naked-dinner

I really do try hard to be a good teammate. I can't run very fast, but I try to always run hard. I may strike out a lot, but I try to walk to set up the guys who are hitting after me. ↗

— Jim Thome

#always #fast #good #guys #hard

Your date appears to be hysterical," Rene told me. "You think I should slap some man into him? ↗

— Ilona Andrews

#magic-strikes #rene #saiman #dating

War was so many things, and not the least of which confusion. What was wrong? What was right, for that matter? Was killing right or wrong? Brave or cowardly? Human nature or unnatural behavior of creatures too smart for their own good? Loyalty, betrayal, hate, love, fear, friendship, teamwork, violence. War was connected to all of these. Hard work, sadness, suffering, discipline, chaos, questions, few answers, strategy, bravery, foolishness, death, life. And both winning and losing were only two small aspects of the word war. ↗

— Kenzie Kovacs-Szabo

#dragon-claws #inspirational #life #twelfth-strike-trilogy #war

Every strike brings me closer to the next home run. ↗

— Babe Ruth

#closer #every #home #home run #me

Kate short-circuits my brain. In my head we always have these clear coherent exchanges, but once we meet, what comes out it is, “Kate, do what I say or I’ll kill you.” Her default reply is, “Fuck you!” and we go downhill from there. ↗

— Ilona Andrews

#magic-strikes #brain

I wonder if anyone else has an ear so tuned and sharpened as I have, to detect the music, not of the spheres, but of earth, subtleties of major and minor chord that the wind strikes upon the tree branches. Have you ever heard the earth breathe? ↗

— Kate Chopin

#branches #breathe #chord #detect #ear