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To the question: Wilderness, who needs it? Doc would say: Because we like the taste of freedom, comrades. Because we like the smell of danger. But, thought Hayduke, what about the smell of fear, Dad? ↗


— Edward Abbey


#edward-abbey #fear #freedom #the-monkey-wrench-gang #wilderness

Start every day off with a smile and get it over with. ↗


— W. C. Fields


#day #every #every day #get #off

You can never be guaranteed good roles because of an award, but I think your profile and net worth as a performer has to do with awards, unfortunately. ↗


— Minnie Driver


#awards #because #good #guaranteed #i

Dreams from 1991 are becoming reality. We will build good relations between nations and people. We will strive towards mutual respect and equality of every individual, sex, race and national or any other minority. ↗


— Janez Drnovsek


#becoming #between #build #dreams #equality

Today the fate of humankind is even more crucially linked than ever before. The boundaries between the problems of "others" and "our" problems are being increasingly erased. ↗


— Janez Drnovsek


#being #between #boundaries #crucially #erased

We now accept the fact that learning is a lifelong process of keeping abreast of change. And the most pressing task is to teach people how to learn. ↗


— Peter Drucker


#accept #change #fact #how #keeping

There is nothing so useless as doing efficiently that which should not be done at all. ↗


— Peter Drucker


#done #efficiently #nothing #should #useless

He who will not reason, is a bigot; he who cannot is a fool; and he who dares not is a slave. ↗


— William Drummond


#cannot #dares #fool #reason #slave

I study myself more than any other subject; it is my metaphysic, and my physic. ↗


— William Drummond


#i #metaphysic #more #myself #other

When he heard laughter, before he could think or feel anything, his heart would already be beating like he’d sprinted twenty yards. As the beating slowly normalized he’d think of how his heart, unlike him, was safely contained, away from the world, behind bone and inside skin, held by muscles and arteries in its place, carefully off-center, as if to artfully assert itself as source and creator, having grown the chest to hide in and to muffle and absorb—and, later, after innovating the brain and face and limbs, to convert into productive behavior—its uncontrollable, indefensible, unexplainable, embarrassing squeezing of itself. ↗


— Tao Lin


#social-anxiety #art






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