#tom

Here lies one whose name was writ on water. ↗

— John Keats

#lasting-words #tombstone-inscription #inspirational

But this convention is about more than re-nominating President Obama. It's about Americans coming together to build one economy - not from the top down, but from the middle class out and the bottom up. ↗

— Debbie Wasserman Schultz

#bottom #build #class #coming #convention

The hand that dips into the bottom of the pot will eat the biggest snail. ↗

— Wole Soyinka

#bottom #dips #eat #hand #into

If we take care of the customers and associates and grow the business, Wall Street will be pleased. ↗

— Lee Scott

#business #care #customers #grow #pleased

You know how many movies it took Tom Cruise before he was making 5, 6 million dollars? It probably took a billion dollars in box office. ↗

— Jason Patric

#billion #box #box office #cruise #dollars

We can never know what to want, because, living only one life, we can neither compare it with our previous lives nor perfect it in our lives to come. ↗

— Milan Kundera

#poetic #profound #sabina #tereza #tomas

I wish I didn't have to think about you. You wanted to impress me; well, I'm not impressed, I'm disgusted...You wanted to make damn good and sure I'd never be able to turn over in bed again without feeling that body beside me, not there but tangible, like a leg that's been cut off. Gone but the place still hurts. ↗

— Margaret Atwood

#phantom-limb #sleep #life

Come tomorrow, I'll wake up new. ↗

— Chad Sugg

#new #tomorrow #life

Your hand can seize today, but not tomorrow; and thoughts of your tomorrow are nothing but desire. Don’t waste this breath, if your heart isn’t crazy, since "the rest of your life" won’t last forever. ↗

— Omar Khayyám

#desire #future #life #present #thoughts

Is the mask magic?" he demanded with sudden, passionate interest. "Yes." I bowed my head, so that our eyes no longer met. "I made it magic to keep you safe. The mask is your friend, Erik. As long as you wear it, no mirror can ever show you the face again." He was silent then and when I showed him the new mask he accepted it without question and put it on hastily with his clumsy, bandaged fingers. But when I stood up to go, he reacted with panic and clutched at my grown. "Don't go! Don't leave me here in the dark." "You are not in the dark," I said patiently. "Look, I have left the candle ..." But I knew, as I looked at him, that it would have made no difference if I had left him fifty candles. The darkness he feared was in his own mind and there was no light in the universe powerful enough to take that darkness from him. With a sigh of resignation I sat back on the bed and began to sing softly; and before I had finished the first verse, he was asleep. The bandages on his hands and wrists showed white and eerie in the candle-light, as I eased my skirts from his grasp. I knew that Marie was right. Physically and mentally, I had scarred him for life. ↗

— Susan Kay

#romance #life