#ham

The situation right after the fight wasn't too good; I believe I'm still the only champion in the world who never received the belt inside the ring once you've won the title. I held that against the English fans for a long time but I felt that also motivated me. ↗

— Marvin Hagler

#against #also #believe #belt #champion

They still had the Lord Chamberlain, so we had this idiotic censorship. We were allowed three Jesus Christs instead of 10. Why three were OK, I don't know. ↗

— Uta Hagen

#censorship #chamberlain #had #i #idiotic

I don't think closeted homosexual morticians have the market cornered on self-loathing or sense of shame. ↗

— Michael C. Hall

#cornered #homosexual #i #market #morticians

I wouldn't say that there's ever been an Olympic champion that didn't deserve to win an Olympic Gold Medal. ↗

— Dorothy Hamill

#champion #deserve #ever #gold #gold medal

I think that my vampires in general were influenced by my being allowed to watch the Hammer vampire films. Vampire Circus, also shown as Circus of Fear, was one of those movies. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#also #being #circus #fear #films

The course hitherto pursued in musical aesthetics has nearly always been hampered by the false assumption that the object was not so much to inquire into what is beautiful in music as to describe the feelings which music awakens. ↗

— Eduard Hanslick

#assumption #awakens #beautiful #been #course

To die, to sleep - To sleep, perchance to dream - ay, there's the rub, For in this sleep of death what dreams may come... ↗

— William Shakespeare

#death-and-dying #hamlet #shakespeare #dreams

He was digging in his garden--digging, too, in his own mind, laboriously turning up the substance of his thought. Death--and he drove in his spade once, and again, and yet again. And all our yesterdays have lighted fools they way to dusty death. A convincing thunder rumbled through the words. He lifted another spadeful of earth. Why had Linda died? Why had she been allowed to become gradually less than human and at last... He shuddered. A good kissing carrion. He planted his foot on his spade and stamped it fiercely into the tough ground. As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods; they kills us for their sport. Thunder again; words that proclaimed themselves true--truer somehow than truth itself. And yet that same Gloucester had called them ever-gentle gods. Besides, thy best of rest is sleep, and that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'st thy death which is no more. No more than sleep. Sleep. Perchance to dream. His spade struck against a stone; he stooped to pick it up. For in that sleep of death, what dreams...? ↗

— Aldous Huxley

#hamlet #shakespeare #death

The most basic obligation we have to our veterans is that we keep the promises that were made to them. That is what makes the recent failures of the Veterans Administration so shameful. ↗

— Doc Hastings

#basic #failures #keep #made #makes

I don't think I'll have to kill her. Just slap that pretty face into hamburger meat, that's all. ↗

— Sterling Hayden

#hamburger #her #i #into #just