#wat

A ship's engine far away on the water expands the summer-night horizon. Both joy and sorrow swell in the dew's magnifying glass. Without really knowing, we divine; our life has a sister ship, following quietly another route. While the sun blazes behind the islands. ↗

— Tomas Transtromer

#away #behind #blazes #both #dew

'The Bill Engvall Show' is a comedy about a middle-class family in the Midwest. It's a great family show to watch if you want to laugh and unwind. ↗

— Nancy Travis

#bill #class family #comedy #family #great

I'm so sick of the water. ↗

— Michael Phelps

#sick #water

Not since the Depression has the state been this dry, have our rivers been this low, our water table this low, and our reservoirs this low. ↗

— Parris Glendening

#depression #dry #low #our #rivers

I drank some boiling water because I wanted to whistle. ↗

— Mitch Hedberg

#because #boiling #drank #i #some

But in film you always watch situations or stories that you really have no relation to. A lot of times just because there's no personal connection doesn't mean you can't connect with the film or the characters in the film. ↗

— Jay Hernandez

#because #characters #connect #connection #film

When I started out, I preferred to watch my films without music, as its presence tends to mask the underlying pace of the film. I felt I could feel the rhythm of the film better without music to influence me. ↗

— Paul Hirsch

#could #feel #felt #film #films

The province was surrounded by powerful tribes of Indians who watched the white settlers with an eager hostility, and seized every occasion to molest them by secret inroad, and often by open assault. ↗

— John P. Kennedy

#eager #every #hostility #indians #molest

We make the kind of movies we like to watch. I love to laugh. I love to be amazed by how beautiful it is. But I also love to be moved to tears. There's lots of heart in our films. ↗

— John Lasseter

#amazed #beautiful #films #heart #how

Cry no tears for us, my friend.” I pry at her fingers, panicking to be released in fear that she may drag me into death with her. She croaks again, “Lend no aches to the dreams of yesterday.” From the corpse of Warren, his greyish gums smack from whatever goo has settled in his mouth, “Allow the tide sweep free the bay.” Then together they sing in zombie choir, “And home the ships sailing send. ↗

— Nathan Reese Maher

#cityspire #death #dreams #gothic #romance