#zo

Welcome to Arizona, you bastard. ↗

— Nenia Campbell

#arizona #christina #funny #humor #anger

The letters of my name are scrambled like eggs. They should be sunny side up, like Dark Jar Tin Zoo.
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— Jarod Kintz

#dark-jar-tin-zoo #eggs #food #funny #humor

Often while traveling with a camera we arrive just as the sun slips over the horizon of a moment, too late to expose film, only time enough to expose our hearts. ↗

— Minor White

#camera #enough #expose #film #hearts

When you go out of your comfort zone and it works there's nothing more satisfying. ↗

— Kristen Wiig

#comfort zone #go #more #nothing #out

It is, I find, in zoology as it is in botany: all nature is so full, that that district produces the greatest variety which is the most examined. ↗

— Gilbert White

#district #examined #find #full #greatest

There were shots of Kong pulling at my clothes, but only in horizontal and never from above. Never from above. ↗

— Fay Wray

#clothes #horizontal #kong #never #only

We have seen that no religion stands on the basis of things known; none bounds its horizon within the field of human observation; and, therefore, as it can never present us with indisputable facts, so must it ever be at once a source of error and contention. ↗

— Francis Wright

#bounds #contention #error #ever #facts

Where did you meet?” he pressed on. I shrugged and considered a little rephrasing. “I was out for a run.” “From who?” I leaned back to take a long, very long, slow sip of that beer. Knox leaned forward. “I think we’re both bullsh*tting here, you ever play that card game?” “With my grandma, every Sunday after church. ↗

— Dannika Dark

#cards #church #fantasy #funny #grandma

I divide my time between homes in Arizona and England, six months a year in each place. ↗

— Terri Windling

#between #divide #each #england #homes

I didn't realize there was a ranking." I said. "Sadie frowned. "What do you mean?" "A ranking," I said. "You know, what's crazier than what." "Oh, sure there is," Sadie said. She sat back in her chair. "First you have your generic depressives. They're a dime a dozen and usually pretty boring. Then you've got the bulimics and the anorexics. They're slightly more interesting, although usually they're just girls with nothing better to do. Then you start getting into the good stuff: the arsonists, the schizophrenics, the manic-depressives. You can never quite tell what those will do. And then you've got the junkies. They're completely tragic, because chances are they're just going to go right back on the stuff when they're out of here." "So junkies are at the top of the crazy chain," I said. Sadie shook her head. "Uh-uh," she said. "Suicides are." I looked at her. "Why?" "Anyone can be crazy," she answered. "That's usually just because there's something screwed up in your wiring, you know? But suicide is a whole different thing. I mean, how much do you have to hate yourself to want to just wipe yourself out? ↗

— Michael Thomas Ford

#arsonist #arsonists #bulimia #crazy #depressed