#virginia

Washington and Jefferson were both rich Virginia planters, but they were never friends. ↗

— Stephen Ambrose

#friends #jefferson #never #planters #rich

The minute I forget to balance reality with the fantasy, I'm going back to Virginia. ↗

— Schuyler Fisk

#balance #fantasy #forget #going #i

If you're writing an opinion piece, it's your job to write your opinion. If, on the other hand, you wrote a novel, as Virginia Woolf tells us, it would be inappropriate if you let your novel be influenced by your political opinions. ↗

— David Mamet

#inappropriate #influenced #job #novel #opinion

I fully expect to be able to complete one more campaign goal - and that is to proudly report that signs have been erected as you enter our great state that say 'Welcome to Wild, Wonderful West Virginia: Open for Business!' ↗

— Joe Manchin III

#been #business #campaign #complete #enter

Our workers comp debt is the Achilles heel of our state's economy, and I firmly believe that in order to create more good jobs in West Virginia this system must be fixed and it must be fixed now. We cannot afford to wait even one more minute. ↗

— Joe Manchin III

#achilles heel #afford #believe #cannot #comp

At the risk of sounding like Virginia Woolf, I could live on £700 a year. ↗

— Ian Mcewan

#i #like #live #pound #risk

Deep down, I'm just a West Virginia hillbilly. ↗

— Brad Paisley

#deep down #down #hillbilly #i #just

My 'thing' is that I just lie in my immense bed and look out the window at the skyline over Virginia and the sky and the airplanes coming into Reagan. I really love doing that. ↗

— Ben Stein

#coming #doing #i #immense #into

I then wrought at my trade as a tailor; carefully attended meetings for worship and discipline; and found an enlargement of gospel love in my mind, and therein a concern to visit Friends in some of the back settlements of Pennsylvania and Virginia. ↗

— John Woolman

#back #carefully #concern #discipline #enlargement

A very elementary exercise in psychology, not to be dignified by the name of psycho-analysis, showed me, on looking at my notebook, that the sketch of the angry professor had been made in anger. Anger had snatched my pencil while I dreamt. But what was anger doing there? Interest, confusion, amusement, boredom--all these emotions I could trace and name as they succeeded each other throughout the morning. Had anger, the black snake, been lurking among them? Yes, said the sketch, anger had. ↗

— Virginia Woolf

#anger