#aim

First of all, I can't really claim to be a great chef. ↗

— Martin Yan

#claim #first #first of all #great #i

I'm obviously not a rapper, and I don't have any claims to be one, really. ↗

— Al Yankovic

#claims #i #obviously #rapper #really

I don't think that when Zionism began there was a claim that we were losing - even in part - our capacity to contribute to other peoples. ↗

— A. B. Yehoshua

#capacity #claim #contribute #even #i

To an intellectual who is adrift in politics, a theory is an aim; to a true politician his theory is a boundary. ↗

— Francis Parker Yockey

#aim #boundary #his #intellectual #politician

One may miss the mark by aiming too high as too low. ↗

— Thomas Fuller

#aiming #high #low #mark #may

The marquis de Carabas was not a good man, and he knew himself well enough to be perfectly certain that he was not a brave man. He had long since decided that the world, Above or Below, was a place that wished to be deceived, and, to this end, he had named himself from a lie in a fairy tale, and created himself--his clothes, his manner, his carriage--as a grand joke. There was a dull pain in his wrists and his feet, and he was finding it harder and harder to breathe. There was nothing more to be gained by feigning unconsciousness, and he raised his head, as best he could, and spat a gob of scarlet blood into Mr. Vandemar's face. It was a brave thing to do, he thought. And a stupid one. Perhaps they would have let him die quietly, if he had not done that. Now, he had no doubt, they would hurt him more. And perhaps his death would come the quicker for it. ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#lady-door #marquis-de-carabas #neil-gaiman #neverwhere #death

Aim high. You may still miss the target, but at least you won't shoot your foot off. ↗

— Lois McMaster Bujold

#humor #humor

There is no possible negotiation with these killers. Our aim is to win over terrorism. Only by being firm we can stop terrorism. We must be firm fighting the terrorists and opposing the final aims they want to achieve. ↗

— Jose Maria Aznar

#aim #aims #being #fighting #final

Along the way I stopped into a coffee shop. All around me normal, everyday city types were going about their normal, everyday affairs. Lovers were whispering to each other, businessmen were poring over spread sheets, college kids were planning their next ski trip and discussing the new Police album. We could have been in any city in Japan. Transplant this coffee shop scene to Yokohama or Fukuoka and nothing would seem out of place. In spite of which -- or, rather, all the more because -- here I was, sitting in this coffee shop, drinking my coffee, feeling a desperate loneliness. I alone was the outsider. I had no place here. Of course, by the same token, I couldn't really say I belonged to Tokyo and its coffee shops. But I had never felt this loneliness there. I could drink my coffee, read my book, pass the time of day without any special thought, all because I was part of the regular scenery. Here I had no ties to anyone. Fact is, I'd come to reclaim myself. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#coffee-shops #loneliness #normality #outsider #reclaim

Some day Love shall claim his own Some day Right ascend his throne, Some day hidden Truth be known; Some day - some sweet day. ↗

— Lewis J. Bates

#claim #day #hidden #his #known