#van

I was a student at Harvard, and that's where I learned about so-called avant-garde music. Jackson Pollock, abstract expressionism and painting were well known at this time. ↗

— Henry Flynt

#abstract #avant-garde #expressionism #harvard #i

I will give you a definition of a proud man: he is a man who has neither vanity nor wisdom one filled with hatreds cannot be vain, neither can he be wise. ↗

— John Keats

#definition #filled #give #hatreds #i

Even in a time of elephantine vanity and greed, one never has to look far to see the campfires of gentle people. ↗

— Garrison Keillor

#far #gentle #greed #look #never

It is not possible for civilization to flow backwards while there is youth in the world. Youth may be headstrong, but it will advance it allotted length. ↗

— Helen Keller

#allotted #backwards #civilization #flow #headstrong

I hope that no American will waste his franchise and throw away his vote by voting either for me or against me solely on account of my religious affiliation. It is not relevant. ↗

— John F. Kennedy

#affiliation #against #american #away #either

I am sorry to say that there is too much point to the wisecrack that life is extinct on other planets because their scientists were more advanced than ours. ↗

— John F. Kennedy

#advanced #am #because #extinct #i

I can think and play stuff in classical music that possibly violinists who didn't have access to other types of music could never do. It means I'm more flexible within classical music, to be a servant to the composer. ↗

— Nigel Kennedy

#classical #classical music #composer #could #flexible

Half the world is composed of idiots, the other half of people clever enough to take indecent advantage of them. ↗

— Walter Kerr

#clever #composed #enough #half #idiots

If Christ can die in a barn, I think the death of a human in a van is not so bad. ↗

— Jack Kevorkian

#barn #christ #death #die #human

Outside my bike, never has anything important in my life been just mine." My body stilled, so did my heart, and my eyes locked with his. He started moving again, slowly, deeply and he kept talking. "Always castoffs, leftovers, used, sometimes even food from the dumpsters." My heart started beating again, only to trip over itself; my breath came fast, not only from what was happening to my body but what he was saying. "Vance-" His lips came to mine, his hands moved out of my hair and went to the side of my face and he stared in my eyes, pressing deep inside. "Mine," he muttered, his deep voice hoarse, that fierce undercurrent there. His tone caused a shiver to run through me, straight through to my soul. Then he kissed me. ↗

— Kristen Ashley

#jules #law #renegade #rock-chick #vance