#tiger

So while I was in college I did a little study on the freight industry, the air freight industry. And I looked at this company called Flying Tiger. And I actually put a thousand dollars in it and I remember I thought this air cargo was going to be a thing of the future. ↗

— Peter Lynch

#air #called #cargo #college #company

To me, Arnold was a pioneer in the spirit of Thomas Edison or Benjamin Franklin, while Tiger is a pioneer in the spirit of Bill Gates. ↗

— Mark McCormack

#benjamin #benjamin franklin #bill #bill gates #edison

Maybe I should write 'Tiger Who?' on my cap. ↗

— Vijay Singh

#i #maybe #should #tiger #who

It doesn't much concern me if Tiger plays in the tournament or no. ↗

— Vijay Singh

#me #much #plays #tiger #tournament

Van Gogh would’ve sold more than one painting if he’d put tigers in them. ↗

— Bill Watterson

#commercial-viability-of-art #tigers #van-gogh #art

She said she thought there were different ways of loving someone, and there were some she used to think were the most important, and now she had changed her mind. ↗

— Jodi Lynn Anderson

#tiger-lily #change

If everything you say gets laughed at... then you become afraid of everyone... and are no longer able to speak... even knowing all that does is bother everyone... Your heart... ....shuts down... And your words die.... ↗

— Natsuki Takaya

#bunny #courage #kisa #momiji #mute

The impact of an attacking tiger can be compared to that of a piano falling on you from a second story window. But unlike the piano, the tiger is designed to do this, and the impact is only the beginning. ↗

— John Vaillant

#tigers #design

You may think my jealousy would have been enormous during those days after Peter gave Tiger Lily the smallest kiss on the neck. And you would be right. But these moments were swallowed by a bigger emotion, my tenderness for Tiger Lily, which had grown to take up most of the space in my body, without me knowing it. I can't say I didn't dream that this was a passing moment of infatuation, and that eventually Peter would notice and pick me-as impossible as that might have seemed considering my size. But I felt protective of Tiger Lily. I felt that just by watching over her, I could somehow keep her safe. And I wanted to keep Peter safe too. ↗

— Jodi Lynn Anderson

#peter-pan #protective #tiger-lily #tinker-bell #tinkerbell

It reminds him of a tale the elder monks told him once, when he was a youngster: the Last Ride of the Tiger Tickler. There was, according to fiction, a man who came upon an untended tiger cub. He took it home and raised it, and, when it was fully grown, he took to riding into town on its back. He steered the beast with a silk handkerchief: he’d lean forward and flick the tiger’s left or right ear to make it turn, or brush its nose to make it start or stop. Of course, the tiger, brought up on milk and honey lapped from a bowl held in the kind man’s hands, didn’t know any better, so he went along with it. Disregarding the tiresome details of the tale, when the Tiger Tickler mistakenly rides into town on a different tiger, who despite similar build and markings has a radically different opinion as to the rightful place of mankind (namely in, not on), everybody gets eaten up. ↗

— David Whiteland

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