#three

Three hundred years ago a prisoner condemned to the Tower of London carved on the wall of his cell this sentiment to keep up his spirits during his long imprisonment: 'It is not adversity that kills, but the impatience with which we bear adversity. ↗

— James Keller

#ago #bear #carved #cell #condemned

Wars should be over in three days or less... and the American people must be all for it from the outset. ↗

— Evan Thomas

#american people #days #less #must #outset

The time to enjoy a European trip is about three weeks after unpacking. ↗

— George Ade

#about #after #enjoy #european #three

I don't worry whether the period is contemporary or three hundred years ago. Human beings are all alike. ↗

— Genevieve Bujold

#alike #beings #contemporary #human #human beings

As governor, I'm spending my time focused in three areas: creating jobs, reducing the expense of government and schools. ↗

— Jack Markell

#creating #expense #focused #government #governor

If I do a good job, people won't care if I am green or have three heads. ↗

— Harvey Milk

#care #good #good job #green #heads

Each memorable verse of a true poet has two or three times the written content. ↗

— Alfred de Musset

#content #each #memorable #poet #three

Who told you that?" I say. "Davy Prentiss?" He blinks. "What?" "What do you mean what?" My voice is harder now. "Your new best friend. The man who shot me, Todd, and who you ride to work with laughing every morning." He clenches his hands into fists. "You've been spying on me?" he says. "Three months I don't see you, three months I don't hear nothing from you and you been spying? Is that what yer doing in your spare time when yer not blowing people up?" "Yeah," I yell, my voice getting louder to match his. "Three months of defending you to people who'd only be too happy to call you enemy, Todd. Three months of wondering why the hell you're working so hard for the Mayor and how he knew to go right for the ocean the day after we spoke." He winces, but I keep going, thrusting out my arm and pulling up on the sleeve. "Three months wondering why you put these on women!" His face changes in an instant. He actually calls out as if he felt the pain himself. He puts a hand to his mouth to stifle it but his Noise is suddenly washed with blackness. He moves his fingertips of his other hand within reach of the band, hovering over my skin, over the band that'll never be removed unless I lose my arm. The skin is still red, and band 1391 still trobs, despite the healing of three mistresses. "Oh, no," he says. "Oh, no." The side door opens and the man who let me in leans out. "Everything all right out there, Lieutenant?" "Lieutenant?" I say. "We're fine," Todd chokes a little. "We're fine." The man waits for a second, then goes back inside. "Lieutenant?" I say again, lowering my voice. Todd's leant down, his hands on his knees, staring at the floor. "It wasn't me, was it?" he says, his voice quiet, too. "I didn't-" He gestures again at the band without looking up. "I didn't do it without knowing it was you, did I? ↗

— Patrick Ness

#rescuing #three-months #todd #viola #change

The past remains the past. We can learn from it, but we cannot change it." - Lord Bryden, The three-eyed crow ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#lord-bryden #old-gods #past #three-eyed-crow #change

One of the most important elements in teaching, conducting, and performing, all three, is listening. ↗

— Itzhak Perlman

#elements #important #listening #most #performing