#utter

There is a perfect someone, even if the road to that someone isn’t all that perfect. ↗

— Laura Miller

#love #love

We are not going to die." Butters stared up at me, pale, his eyes terrified. "We're not?" No. And do you know why?" He shook his head. "Because Thomas is too pretty to die. And because I'm too stubborn to die." I hauled on the shirt even harder. "And most of all because tomorrow is Oktoberfest, Butters, and polka will never die. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#humor #motivation #optimism #thomas-raith #waldo-butters

I was just teasing," I say. "I myself don't like to eat plain butter, but hey, it's a free world. ↗

— Lauren Myracle

#free #humor #world #humor

Love is like a buffalo with butterfly wings, and I’m just the humble man in the jetpack trying to shoot it down with a bow and arrow.
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— Jarod Kintz

#bow #buffalo #butterfly #humble #humility

A season of loneliness and isolation is when the caterpillar gets its wings. Remember that next time you feel alone. ↗

— Mandy Hale

#aloneness #becoming-who-you-re-meant-to-be #being-alone #being-single #butterfly

Would you rather have butter or guns? Preparedness makes us powerful. Butter merely makes us fat. ↗

— Hermann Goering

#fat #guns #makes #merely #powerful

It's good for the soul to hear yourself as others hear you, and next time maybe, just maybe, you will not talk so much, so loudly, so brilliantly, so charmingly, so utterly shamelessly foolishly. ↗

— Russell Baker

#foolishly #good #hear #just #loudly

During our travels, the Indians entertained me well; and their affection for me was so great, that they utterly refused to leave me there with the others, although the Governor offered them one hundred pounds sterling for me, on purpose to give me a parole to go home. ↗

— Daniel Boone

#although #during #entertained #give #give me

Many a man who has known himself at ten forgets himself utterly between ten and thirty. ↗

— Catherine Drinker Bowen

#forgets #himself #known #man #many

In the 1960s, you could eat anything you wanted, and of course, people were smoking cigarettes and all kinds of things, and there was no talk about fat and anything like that, and butter and cream were rife. Those were lovely days for gastronomy, I must say. ↗

— Julia Child

#anything #butter #cigarettes #could #course