#drip

It was what became something of a pattern in the first couple of years of the Clinton White House and maybe even longer, where information would drip, drip, drip, drip, drip out which would keep stories alive, alive, alive. ↗

— Dee Dee Myers

#became #clinton #couple #drip #even

I still eat a burger at a counter with ketchup dripping down my face. ↗

— Scarlett Johansson

#counter #down #dripping #eat #face

It was but then, when you're, one of the great poisonous events that have infected us all who were in South Africa is that the idea of difference is drip fed into your veins. It's that that you fight. ↗

— Janet Suzman

#difference #drip #events #fed #fight

Verse is not written, it is bled; Out of the poet's abstract head. Words drip the poem on the page; Out of his grief, delight and rage. ↗

— Paul Engle

#bled #delight #drip #grief #head

Constant dripping hollows out a stone. ↗

— Lucretius

#dripping #hollows #out #stone

It was dripping and, you know, and there was a whole line of cameras and microphones. I felt like - you remember the honor guards, only it was a dishonor guard. ↗

— Jim Bakker

#dishonor #dripping #felt #guard #guards

The world intrudes in my brain daily. Since my brain is dripping with all kinds of stuff that's out there in the world, that I can't seem to be able to shut out, it has to end up being in my work as well. ↗

— Eric Bogosian

#being #brain #daily #dripping #end

I come from Yorkshire in England where we like to eat chip sandwiches - white bread, butter, tomato ketchup and big fat french fries cooked in beef dripping. ↗

— Helen Fielding

#big #bread #butter #chip #come

The dripping... well, if it happens, it happens; it does not take anything from the work. The dripping just proves that you were not trying to control the work, but the work was developing by itself and if it drips, it's a natural part in the evolution of the work. ↗

— Keith Haring

#control #developing #does #dripping #evolution

Don’t you think it’s actually harder for you . . . to adapt, I mean? Because you’ve done all that stuff?’ ‘Are you asking me if I wish I'd never done it?’ ‘I’m just wondering if it would have been easier for you. If you’d led a smaller life. To live like this, I mean.’ ‘I will never, ever regret the things I've done. Because most days, if you’re stuck in one of these, all you have are the places n your memory that you can go to.’ He smiled. It was tight, as if it cost him. ‘So if you’re asking me would I rather be reminiscing about the view of the caste from the minimart, or that lovely row of shops down off the roundabout, then, no. My life was just fine, thanks. ↗

— Jojo Moyes

#paralysed #quadriplegic #regret #regrets #life