#after

In the first years after the systemic transition, our screens showed American entertainment that had not been available before, or had been available only sporadically. ↗

— Andrzej Wajda

#american #available #been #before #entertainment

Sitting beside the pool is fine for two weeks, but after that I think it'd be quite hard to live with - so I need to keep racing. ↗

— Mark Webber

#beside #fine #hard #i #i think

In all our quest of greatness, like wanton boys, whose pastime is their care, we follow after bubbles, blown in the air. ↗

— John Webster

#air #blown #bubbles #care #follow

We are now after 7 months operation making money here. ↗

— Henry Wells

#here #making #making money #money #months

There is nothing like a Bach fugue to remove me from a discordant moment... only Bach hold up fresh and strong after repeated playing. I can always return to Bach when the other records weary me. ↗

— Edward Weston

#always #bach #discordant #fresh #fugue

The Yankees won the pennant, we went on to the World Series, 41 years after that in the city of Toronto. The great city of Toronto, and all the provinces in Canada, everybody reached out and they were excited because we won the first World Series ever, across the border. ↗

— Dave Winfield

#after #because #border #canada #city

The purpose of life is to familiarize oneself with this after-death body so that the act of dying will not create confusion in the psyche. ↗

— Terence McKenna

#dying #life #death

All creation necessarily ends in this: Creators, powerless, fleeing from the things they have wrought. ↗

— David Eagleman

#death #existentialism #human-nature #life #love

Yea, all things live forever, though at times they sleep and are forgotten. ↗

— H. Rider Haggard

#death #forget #forgetting #immortality #life

Que sentes tu dentro de ti, Que ninguém se salva, que ninguém se perde, É pecado pensar assim, O pecado não existe, só há morte e vida, A vida está antes da morte, Enganas-te, Baltasar, a morte vem antes da vida, morreu quem fomos, nasce quem somos, por isso é que não morremos de vez, E quando vamos para debaixo da terra, e quando Francisco Marques fica esmagado sob o carro da pedra, não será isso morte sem recurso, Se estamos falando dele, nasce Francisco Marques, Mas ele não o sabe, Tal como nós não sabemos bastante quem somos, e, apesar disso, estamos vivos, Blimunda, onde foi que aprendeste essas coisas, Estive de olhos abertos na barriga da minha mãe, de lá via tudo. ↗

— José Saramago

#death