#tensions

What we're dealt with hopefully is two arms, two eyes, two legs, a head, a heart. The variations, the extensions, the possibilities of the human body, what that can do. ↗

— John Guare

#body #dealt #extensions #eyes #head

Color is a plastic means of creating intervals... color harmonics produced by special relationships, or tensions. We differentiate now between formal tensions and color tensions, just as we differentiate in music between counterpoint and harmony. ↗

— Hans Hofmann

#color #counterpoint #creating #differentiate #formal

The translator's task is to create, in his or her own language, the same tensions appearing in the original. That's hard! ↗

— Manuel Puig

#create #hard #her #his #language

I did this movie about Salvador Dali a few years ago and had hair extensions and a little bob. That was incredibly bizarre. ↗

— Robert Pattinson

#ago #bizarre #bob #dali #did

We build our technologies as a way of addressing all our anxieties and desires. They are our passions congealed into these prosthetic extensions of ourselves. And they do it in a way that reflects what we dream ourselves capable of doing. ↗

— Richard Powers

#anxieties #build #capable #desires #doing

Our tools are extensions of our purposes, and so we find it natural to make metaphorical attributions of intentionality to them; but I take it no philosophical ice is cut by such examples. ↗

— John Searle

#examples #extensions #find #i #ice

We all read news stories about the difficulties and tensions that the United States has with our allies and even with coalition partners in Iraq, but we rarely read about the good news. ↗

— Michael K. Simpson

#allies #coalition #difficulties #even #good

I love you," she sobbed, rubbing her hands over his face, his hair, his chest, making sure he was solid and real. "I love you, and I thought you were dead. I couldn't bear it. I thought I would die too." "I'd walk through fire for you," he rasped, his voice hoarse and broken. "I have walked through fire for you. ↗

— Elizabeth Hoyt

#lazarussgextraordinaire #temperance #wicked-intensions #love

Each poem in becoming generates the laws by which it is generated: extensions of the laws to other poems never completely take. ↗

— A. R. Ammons

#completely #each #extensions #generated #generates

Lazarus had never thought of himself as lovable. Therefore it should come as no shock at all that Temperance did not, in fact, love him. No, not a shock... but it would have been nice had she had some small feeling for him. Lazarus pondered his own sickening craving as he guided his black gelding through the London morning throng the day after he'd walked out on Temperance. It appeared that his own nascent emotions had provoked a new desire as well: the urge to be loved. How banal. And yet, banal or not, he could not change the way his heart felt. A corner of his mouth quirked up humorlessly. It seemed he must be like other men after all. ↗

— Elizabeth Hoyt

#lazarussgextraordinaire #wicked-intensions #change