#texas

I knew that when I resigned from the University of Texas that I would never coach again. ↗

— Darrell Royal

#coach #i #knew #never #resigned

I don't know that we do. I had thought ours worked well, but I had never examined it too closely. A lot of media people will be looking for a case that might make Texas Governor George Bush think twice about what he's doing. ↗

— George Ryan

#bush #case #closely #doing #examined

As a Texan, I say ma'm and sir to my age contemporaries and open doors for anyone that I can. This goes for men, too, though it is appreciated when they beat me to it and disappointing when they don't. ↗

— Tiffany Madison

#chivalry #kindness #manners #men #men-and-women

I don't have to get up in the morning and go beat up my body like I used to. I don't have to be out there in August in 108 degree weather down in Texas. ↗

— Emmitt Smith

#beat #body #degree #down #get

We played in Texas about a year ago, at Emo's, the famous country and western club in Austin. And I figured, well, if I'm finally gonna die onstage, that's where it's going to be! ↗

— Alan Vega

#ago #austin #club #country #die

No wonder, he thought, that the panhandle people were a godly lot, for they lived in sudden, violent atmospheres. Weather kept them humble. ... it was real muggy earlier, hot enough to cook a bear. Anyway, you get used a rapid weather change. ↗

— Annie Proulx

#weather #change

He wrapped his hand around hers, pressed a kiss to the heart of her palm, and held her gaze. “I’ve got a one-room cabin, a few horses, and a dream that’s so small it won’t even cover your palm. But it sure seems a lot bigger when you’re beside me.” The moonlight streaming through the window shimmered off the tears trailing along her cheeks. “I’ve always wanted a dream that I could hold in the palm of my hand,” she said quietly. -Houston and Amelia ↗

— Lorraine Heath

#houston #lorraine-heath #texas-destiny #dreams

Small thinking and big dreams is an oxymoron ↗

— John Paul Warren

#central-christian-church #john-paul-warren #leadership #motivational #sozo-life

He skidded to a dead halt and stared hard at Austin. The boy’s chin carried so many nicks from his first shave that it was a wonder he hadn’t bled to death. He was a year older than Houston had been when he’d last stood on a battlefield. Sweet Lord, Houston had never had the opportunity to shave his whole face; he’d never flirted with girls, wooed women, or danced through the night. He’d never loved. Not until Amelia. And he’d given her up because he’d thought it was best for her. Because he had nothing to offer her but a one-roomed log cabin, a few horses, a dream so small that it wouldn’t cover the palm of her hand. And his heart. His wounded heart. ↗

— Lorraine Heath

#lorraine-heath #texas-destiny #death

Dreams were the stepping stones to glory. By pursuing them, he had attained a level of success that exceeded most men’s reach and acquired all that he had set out to gain: Land, cattle, and wealth beyond his highest expectations. Yet, desperation gnawed at him like a starving dog that had just discovered a buried bone, and as he gazed at the stars that blanketed the velvety sky, he felt as though he had achieved nothing. ↗

— Lorraine Heath

#lorraine-heath #texas-glory #dreams