#truck

In the streets through which we passed, I must own the houses in general struck me as if they were dark and gloomy, and yet at the same time they also struck me as prodigiously great and majestic. ↗

— Karl Philipp Moritz

#dark #general #gloomy #great #houses

I grew up at 16 years old driving trucks across the George Washington Bridge. ↗

— Don Sherwood

#bridge #driving #george #george washington #grew

They may not look dangerous, but if angered [bowtruckles] will gouge out human eyes with their fingers, which, as you can see, are very sharp and not at all desirable near the eyeballs. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#creatures #dangerous #eyeballs #gouge #anger

Walk to her. Take her hand. But his feet were leaden, and Dorian could do nothing except watch her. His skin flushed beneath his small black mask. He didn't know why, but seeing her made him feel like a man. She was something out of a dream- a dream in which he was not a spoiled young prince, but a king. ↗

— Sarah J. Maas

#shyness #starstruck #dreams

Falling for him would be like cliff diving. It would be either the most exhilarating thing that ever happened to me or the stupidest mistake I’d ever make. ↗

— Colleen Houck

#love-struck #romance #love

When the power falls on me, it buzzes in the warm, dark spaces of my skull. It stings like nettles at the tips of my fingers. The power is a fever I have felt since early childhood, a heat in the blood that leaves me flushed and unsteady, dreaming in daylight. ↗

— Victoria Lamb

#paranormal-romance #witches #witchstruck #dreams

All those trucks and barges that carry our goods to port are vital connections to the only force which can balance our trade deficit: export. We must keep doing what we do best if we are going to get America out of the red. ↗

— Jo Ann Emerson

#balance #best #carry #connections #deficit

You looove me. (holds out arms) You love me this much. ↗

— James Patterson

#humor #love #love-struck #max #maxride

When the Internet publicity began, I remember being struck by how much the world was not the way we thought it was, that there was infinite variation in how people viewed the world. ↗

— Eric Schmidt

#being #how #i #i remember #infinite

Loretta, I love you. Not like they told you love is, and I didn't know this either, but love don't make things nice - it ruins everything. It breaks your heart. It makes things a mess. We aren't here to make things perfect. The snowflakes are perfect. The stars are perfect. Not us. Not us! We are here to ruin ourselves and to break our hearts and love the wrong people and *die*. The storybooks are *bullshit*. Now I want you to come upstairs with me and *get* in my bed! ↗

— John Patrick Shanley

#love