#water

If the private life of the sea could ever be transposed onto paper, it would talk not about rivers or rain or glaciers or of molecules of oxygen and hydrogen, but of the millions of encounters its waters have shared with creatures of another nature. ↗

— Federico Chini

#essence #life #nature #private-life #sea

You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I’m grateful.”- Hazel, the Fault in Our Stars ↗

— John Green

#forever #hazel #heartfelt #love #love

An old man sat down beside her. "Well, aren't you a pretty little peach?" His breath smelled near as foul as the dead men in the cages, and his little pig eyes were crawling up and down her. "Does my sweet peach have a name?" For half a heartbeat she forgot who she was supposed to be. She wasn't any peach, but she couldn't be Arya Stark either, not here with some smelly drunk she did not know. "I'm . . ." "She's my sister." Gendry put a heavy hand on the old man's shoulder, and squeezed. "Leave her be." The man turned, spoiling for a quarrel, but when he saw Gendry's size he thought better of it. "You sister, is she? What kind of brother are you? I'd never bring no sister of mine to the Peach, that I wouldn't." He got up from the bench and moved off muttering, in search of a new friend. "Why did you say that?" Arya hopped to her feet, "You're not my brother." "That's right," he said angrily. "I'm too bloody lowborn to be kin to m'lady high." Arya was taken aback by the fury in his voice. "That's not the way I mean it." "Yes it is." He sat down on the bench, cradling a cup of wine between his hands. "Go away. I want to drink this wine in peace. Then maybe I'll go find that black-haired girl and ring her bell for her." "But . . ." "I said, go away. M'lady." Arya whirled and left him there. A stupid bullheaded bastard boy, that's all he is. He could ring all the bells he wanted, it was nothing to her. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#gendry-waters #men

Neither does man have gills for living in a water environment; yet it is not sinful to explore the depths of the oceans in search of food or other blessings. ↗

— Walter Lang

#depths #does #environment #explore #food

The official version of Watergate is as wrong as a Flat Earth Society pamphlet. ↗

— G. Gordon Liddy

#flat #official #pamphlet #society #version

Into this pour the purified juice: and put it into a pan of water come almost to a boil and continue nearly in the state of boiling until the juice is found to be the consistency of a thick syrup when cold. It is then when cold, to be corked up in a bottle for use. ↗

— James Lind

#boil #boiling #bottle #cold #come

Once I showed up at my sister's with a baby rabbit I had bought from some children because its ears were cold. I put the rabbit on a hot water bottle and massaged its ears for quite a while. After all, I knew that all healthy animals had warm ears. ↗

— Juliette Gordon Low

#baby #because #bottle #bought #children

When you are pulling people out of the water and off of rooftops, there are no Republicans and no Democrats. ↗

— Charlie Melancon

#off #out #people #pulling #republicans

I can see clearly now... that I was wrong in not acting more decisively and more forthrightly in dealing with Watergate. ↗

— Richard M. Nixon

#acting #clearly #dealing #decisively #forthrightly

It I talked about Watergate, I was described as struggling to free myself from the morass. If I did not talk about Watergate, I was accused of being out of touch with reality. ↗

— Richard M. Nixon

#accused #being #described #did #free