#t

The behaviour of the English people I had run into was making it very difficult to nail down a theory that the reason my trip so far had been such a bizarre success, was that Irish people were crazy. One Englishman had spent a morning on the telephone trying to organise a helicopter to take me out to an island, when a boat was leaving only a few yards away, and here was another, making a two-hour round trip for no reason other than to lend a helping hand. Two of the more eccentric pieces of behaviour hadn't been performed by the Irish, but by my fellow countrymen. However, both Andy and Tony had embraced wholeheartedly a love of the Irish way of living life. ↗

— Tony Hawks

#hospitality #irish-people #welcoming #life

I love it when people yell at me about the environment and then I tell 'em I'm burning 90% cleaner than them. ↗

— Neil Young

#clean-energy #ecology #environment #green #save-the-planet

Come and let us live my Deare, Let us love and never feare, What the sowrest Fathers say: Brightest Sol that dies to day Lives againe as blithe to morrow, But if we darke sons of sorrow Set; o then, how long a Night Shuts the Eyes of our short light! Then let amorous kisses dwell On our lips, begin and tell A Thousand, and a Hundred, score An Hundred, and a Thousand more, Till another Thousand smother That, and that wipe of another. Thus at last when we have numbred Many a Thousand, many a Hundred; Wee’l confound the reckoning quite, And lose our selves in wild delight: While our joyes so multiply, As shall mocke the envious eye. ↗

— Richard Crashaw

#love

Blessed is the covenant of love, the covenant of mercy, useless light behind the terror, deathless song in the house of night. ↗

— Leonard Cohen

#love

If I've got a Dad, and his name is Wormwood Rot, and he's in some heavy metal rock band called Grave Dirt . . . then I'm definitely meeting him! She stares at me awkwardly, and I'm about to ask again—maybe even insist—when she says, "Honey, why do you think he's on the news? Wormwood, I mean . . . your father? Becca, he's . . . dead. ↗

— Rusty Fischer

#ghouls #heavy-metal #rock-and-roll #romance #romance-novel

My dear girls, I am ambitious for you; but not to have you make a dash in the world, marry rich men merely because they are rich, or have splendid houses, which are not homes, because love is wanting. Money is a needful and precious thing, and when well used a noble thing; but I never want you to think it is the first or only prize to strive for. I'd rather see you poor men's wives, if you were happy, beloved, contented, than queens on thrones, without self-respect and peace. ↗

— Louisa M Alcott

#home

Born at Letterman Army Hospital. I never actually lived in San Francisco. It's not my home town, but then, I don't have one. I'm a nomad...a gypsy...an Army Brat. Put me on an airplane, send me anywhere. That's where I belong...anywhere. ↗

— Marc Curtis

#gypsy #military-brat #nomad #travel #home

Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall! ↗

— Ronald Reagan

#gorbachev #mr #tear #wall

I organized Sweet Honey In The Rock in 1973. The music was sanity and balance. ↗

— Bernice Johnson Reagon

#honey #i #music #organized #rock

When I started graduate school I was interested in the culture of the Civil Rights Movement. ↗

— Bernice Johnson Reagon

#civil rights #civil rights movement #culture #graduate #graduate school