#talk

People have to talk about something just to keep their voice boxes in working order so they'll have good voice boxes in case there's ever anything really meaningful to say. ↗

— Kurt Vonnegut

#anything #boxes #case #ever #good

Healthy debate has been replaced by automatic sensors that eliminate the need for actual talking during a filibuster - a la 'Mr. Smith Goes to Washington.' Robust debate is necessary in a democratic society. Instead, our discourse has been relegated to media spin by expert entertainers. ↗

— Douglas Wilder

#automatic #been #debate #democratic #democratic society

In the long winter evenings he talked to Ma about the Western country. In the West the land was level, and there were no trees. The grass grew thick and high. ↗

— Laura Ingalls Wilder

#country #evenings #grass #grew #high

When I'm on TV, I'm often talking to a conservative host. I may have another conservative arguing with me. You've got very limited time, and you're using 'sound-bite' type language. ↗

— Juan Williams

#arguing #conservative #got #host #i

Within a few hours I had them off, was about ready to play the shows. That night I opened, and during the week Harris was over to the house to talk my mother into letting me leave home. ↗

— Mary Lou Williams

#during #few #had #harris #home

The tendency of philosophers who know nothing of machinery is to talk of man as a mere mechanism, intending by this to imply that he is without purpose. This shows a lack of understanding of machines as well as of man. ↗

— Arthur Young

#intending #know #lack #machinery #machines

I love to study the many things that grow below the corn stalks and bring them back to the studio to study the color. If one could only catch that true color of nature - the very thought of it drives me mad. ↗

— Andrew Wyeth

#below #bring #catch #color #corn

Now, a month later, I sit, foggy, a similar state of mind, in a different seafood restaurant with a locals-know-every-secret bar, two happy hour martinis downed, fidgeting with my napkin below the lip of the table, and I barely hear Wendy ask me another question. She brought a bag of them tonight. ↗

— Justin Bog

#psychological-suspense #relationships #stalkers #suspense #dating

Taggle looked up at her, his amber eyes as deep as the loneliness Kate had felt before he became her friend. "The traditional thing," he said slowly, "involves the river and a sack. ↗

— Erin Bow

#friendship #love #sacrifice #talking-animals #death

Fate. Destiny. God. It´s all a crock. People want their lives to make sense want to sit back like cosmic detectives and examine what´s happened to them so far identifying the key turning points that shaped them and retro-actively imbuing these moments with a mystic aura like the celestial forces of the universe are a team of writers on the serialized television show of your life charged with concoting outrageously convoluted plotlines designed to achieve resolution by the end of the season. No one wants to believe that it´s all completely random that the direction of our lives is nothing more than a complex series of accidents little nuclear mushroom clouds and we´re just living in the fallout. ↗

— Jonathan Trooper

#design