#fifty

Well over fifty years ago I was making radio loudspeakers and radio sets in Rochester, New York; pretty young and inexperienced; but we survived the depression. ↗

— Stuart Symington

#depression #fifty #i #inexperienced #loudspeakers

You know, my dear, I insured my voice for fifty thousand dollars. ↗

— Miriam Hopkins

#dollars #fifty #i #insured #know

I refuse to admit that I am more than fifty-two, even if that does make my sons illegitimate. ↗

— Nancy Astor

#am #does #even #fifty-two #i

The heyday of woman's life is the shady side of fifty. ↗

— Elizabeth Cady Stanton

#heyday #life #shady #side #woman

In the last fifty years science has advanced more than in the 2,000 previous years and given mankind greater powers over the forces of nature than the ancients ascribed to their gods. ↗

— John Boyd Orr

#ascribed #fifty #forces #given #gods

The greatest thing is nobody cares that I'm fifty years old. They only care what I sound like. ↗

— Rob Paulsen

#cares #fifty #greatest #greatest thing #i

Fifty years from now I'll be just three inches of type in a record book. ↗

— Brooks Robinson

#fifty #i #inches #just #now

When I was young, I was told: 'You'll see, when you're fifty.' I am fifty and I haven't seen a thing. ↗

— Erik Satie

#fifty #haven #i #i am #see

Is there anything you won't do?" "I don't know." "What do you mean you don't know?" "I've never done anything like this." "Well, when you've had sex, was there anything that you didn't like doing?" For the first time in what seems to be ages, I blush. "You can tell me, Anastasia. We have to be honest with each other or this isn't going to work." I squirm uncomfortably again and stare at my knotted fingers. "Tell me," he commands. "Well...I haven't had sex before, so I don't know." My voice is small. I peek up at him, and he's gaping at me, frozen, and pale-really pale. "Never?" he whispers. T shake my head. "You're a virgin?" he breathes. I nod, flushing again. He closed his eyes and looks to be counting to ten. When he opens them again, he's angry, glaring at me. "Why the fuck didn't you tell me?" he growls ↗

— E. L. James

#age

He is Jason and Hercules and Perseus---a figure so strong and beautiful and heroic that the blood of the gods must flow through him, because how else could a being so fine exist in this world? ↗

— J. Kenner

#bared-to-you #fifty-shades-of-grey #romance #titan #beauty