#gus

All parents gush about what it's like to be a parent. I love it. ↗

— Liz Phair

#gush #i #i love #like #love

The so-called feminist writers were disgusted with me. I did my thing, and so I guess by feminist standards I'm a feminist. That suits me fine. ↗

— Chrissie Hynde

#disgusted #feminist #fine #guess #i

It is a historical error for those who were not there to just refer to August 28th as 'I Have a Dream' speech day. That is a real disservice to those who were there. It was a sad day. It was not a celebration environment. ↗

— Jesse Jackson

#celebration #day #disservice #dream #environment

You needn't tell me that a man who doesn't love oysters and asparagus and good wines has got a soul, or a stomach either. He's simply got the instinct for being unhappy highly developed. ↗

— Hector Hugh Munro

#being #developed #either #good #got

Every word that is spoken and sung here (the Cabaret Voltaire) represents at least this one thing: that this humiliating age has not succeeded in winning our respect. ↗

— Hugo Ball

#disgust #respect #age

Life is fragile and temporary. The faces of today quickly become the faces of the past. Sorrow, pain, and anger... it all fades- except love. Love is forever and there after, even when we've fallen to our graves. ↗

— Lee Argus

#inspirational #lee-argus #life #love #qoutes-to-live-by

Dad scowls. "Phen." He says the name like it's a swear word. "Disgusting, cowardly creatures, the ambivalent. Worse than the fallen, in many ways." His eyes are so fierce it's a tad scary. "They have no conviction at all. ↗

— Cynthia Hand

#angels #anger #conviction #cowardly #disgust

Sadness is the ambrosia of all art. ↗

— Frances Fong

#disgust #inertia #isolation #poetry #sadness

Shining like a work of art Hanging on a wall of stars Are you what I think you are? You're my satellite You're riding with me tonight Passenger side, lighting the sky Always the first star that I find You're my satellite Elevator to the moon Whistling our favorite tune Trying to get a closer view You're my satellite You're riding with me tonight Passenger side, lighting the sky Always the first star that I find You're my satellite Maybe you will always be Just a little out of reach ↗

— Guster

#guster #music #satellite #art

Degustare e' un atto di piacere, raccontare questo piacere e' un fatto artistico, ma l'unica vera opera d'arte, in definitiva, e' il banchetto di un'altro. ↗

— Muriel Barbery

#art