#win

The days were longer then (for time, like money, is measured by our needs), when summer afternoons were spacious, and the clock ticked slowly in the winter evenings. ↗

— George Eliot Middlemarch

#middlemarch #summer #time #winter #money

There’s a hurricane coming to Florida, and there will be high winds. I should probably turn off my ceiling fans, to try to mitigate the billions of dollars in damages the storm will incur. 
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— Jarod Kintz

#florida #funny #humor #hurricane #loss

When healthy competition prevails -- you come out to play and you play to win. ↗

— Lorii Myers

#motivation #success-self-improvement #the-win #motivational

If your arteries are good, eat more ice cream. If they are bad, drink more red wine. Proceed thusly. ↗

— Sandra Byrd

#health #humor #ice-cream #motivation #wine

Corporate strategy is usually only useful if you get people engaged with helping you to make it work. ↗

— Max McKeown

#empowerment #engagement #hr #management #motivation

You know, Dean said, gesturing with his uninjured hand. If we were in an action movie, this would be the scene where you tenderly dress my wounds. then the wailing guitar ballad would kick in and we'd end up rolling around on the bed in a slow motion montage. If I were in Q, The Winged Serpent, Xochi replied, this would be the scene where I sacrifice you to Quetzalcoatl. ↗

— Christa Faust

#supernatural #movies

Music brings a warm glow to my vision, thawing mind and muscle from their endless wintering. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#music #thawing #warmth #winter #music

That will do extremely well, child. You have delighted us long enough. Let the other young ladies have time to exhibit. ↗

— Jane Austen

#irony #modesty #musicality #showing-off #music

A song she heard Of cold that gathers Like winter's tongue Among the shadows It rose like blackness In the sky That on volcano's Vomit rise A Stone of ruin From burn to chill Like black moonrise Her voice fell still... ↗

— Robert Fanney

#elf #elves #fantasy #luthiel #magic

Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole. ↗

— Eric Kripke

#supernatural #music