#y

The great thing about rock-n-roll is you realize the top of the mountain is big enough for more than one band. ↗

— Paul Stanley

#band #big #big enough #enough #great

Nothing strengthens the judgment and quickens the conscience like individual responsibility. ↗

— Elizabeth Cady Stanton

#individual #individual responsibility #judgment #like #nothing

My mouth is a fire escape. The words coming out don’t care that they are naked. There is something burning in there. ↗

— Andrea Gibson

#poetry #escape

Love taught me to die with dignity that I might come forth anew in splendor. Born once of flesh, then again of fire, I was reborn a third time to the sound of my name humming haikus in heaven’s mouth. ↗

— Aberjhani

#dignity #faith #haiku #heaven #human-mortality

You been asleep, baby." My body went still at his words. Tack kept talking. "Green tea. Yoga. No TV. Placemats for your coffee table. Thursday night takeaway. You got a night for takeaway. Scheduled. A narrow, little world. Fuck me. Crazy. Fuckin' whacked. I woke you up, opened your eyes to a bigger world and scared you shitless. ↗

— Kristen Ashley

#tyra #dreams

And if your friends make fun of you for chasing your dream, remember—just lie. ↗

— Kathryn Stockett

#stockett #the-help #dreams

the phantom of the man-who-would-understand, the lost brother, the twin --- for him did we leave our mothers, deny our sisters, over and over? did we invent him, conjure him over the charring log, nights, late, in the snowbound cabin did we dream or scry his face in the liquid embers, the man-who-would-dare-to-know-us? It was never the rapist: it was the brother, lost, the comrade/twin whose palm would bear a lifeline like our own: decisive, arrowy, forked-lightning of insatiate desire It was never the crude pestle, the blind ramrod we were after: merely a fellow-creature with natural resources equal to our own. ↗

— Adrienne Rich

#love #mankind #poetry #dreams

Of course, maybe I'd end up like one of those crazy old people with, like, sixty cats. And one day, the neighbors would complain about the smell, and it would turn out I'd died and the cats had eaten me. Still, it might be nice to have a cat. ↗

— Alex Flinn

#crazy

Google' is not a synonym for 'research'. ↗

— Dan Brown

#lost-symbol #research #lost

I'll fix it up with Mum and Dad, then I'll call you. I know how to use a fellytone now-" "A telephone, Ron," said Hermione. "Honestly, you should take Muggle Studies next year... ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#idiom #muggles #ron-weasley #telephone #prison