#bow

All through first and second and third hour, Eleanor rubbed her palm. Nothing happened. How could it be possible that there were that many never ending all in one place? And were they always there, or did they just flip on wherever they felt like it? Because, if they were always there, how did she manage to turn doorknobs without fainting? Maybe this was why so many people said it felt better to drive a stick shift. ↗

— Rainbow Rowell

#humor #rainbow-rowell #humor

Taking a couple short backup swigs, Flint’s crippling headache started to release its grip, sort of the way he imagined an octopus would release an inedible bowling ball. ↗

— Cole Alpaugh

#bowling #circus #drinking #headache #imagination

To give pleasure to a single heart by a single act is better than a thousand heads bowing in prayer. ↗

— Mahatma Gandhi

#better #bowing #give #heads #heart

Heathenism is a state of mind. You can take it that I’m referring to one who does not see his world. He has no mental light. He destroys almost unwittingly. He cannot feel any Gods presence in his life. He is the 21st century man. ↗

— David Bowie

#david #life

I have no particular plan in life - and that's something I rather like. Most things that people do seem to me to be rather dull and silly. In my ideal life I'd be left alone to read - Mamie Doran ↗

— Elizabeth Knox

#dreamhunter #knox #rainbow-opera #reading #life

‎"A rainbow wouldn't be a rainbow if it was missing a single color. ↗

— John Quale HRN

#rainbow #life

I'll paint you moments of gold, I'll spin you Valentine evenings... ↗

— David Bowie

#labyrinth #love #love

And you, You can be mean And I, I'll drink all the time 'Cause we're lovers, And that is a fact Yes we're lovers, And that is that ↗

— David Bowie

#heroes #love #love

Keep your 'lectric eye on me babe Put your ray gun to my head Press your space face close to mine, love Freak out in a moonage daydream, oh yeah! ↗

— David Bowie

#david-bowie #moonage-daydream #starman #ziggy #ziggy-stardust

With good reason, love's messengers, Eros and Kama, are armed with bows and long-distance arrows. No being, god or mortal, can choose love. Love comes despite ourselves; and then, if we have not already done so, we have the task of becoming our selves so we may welcome love. ↗

— Diane Wolkstein

#becoming #bows #choice #eros #kama