#hive

Sam came around the side of the car and stopped dead when he saw me. “Oh my God, what is THAT?” I used my thumb and middle finger to flick the multicolored pom-pom on top of my head. “In my language, we call it a HAT. It keeps my ears warm.” “Oh my God,” Sam said again, and closed the distance between us. He cupped my face in his hands and studied me. “It’s horribly cute.” He kissed me, looked at the hat, and then he kissed me again. I vowed never to lose the pom-pom hat. ↗

— Maggie Stiefvater

#funny #love #shiver-maggie-stiefvater-space #funny

Everyone keeps asking you for pictures, and after a while you get tired of that. I always say, They are in the archives. ↗

— Annie Leibovitz

#always #archives #asking #everyone #get

To do anything truly worth doing, I must not stand back shivering and thinking of the cold and danger, but jump in with gusto and scramble through as well as I can. ↗

— Og Mandino

#back #cold #danger #doing #gusto

I'm not precisely saying that a really good board meeting at the MLA (Museums, Libraries and Archives Coucil) makes me want to go and write poetry, but there is a pleasure in doing that sort of thing well. ↗

— Andrew Motion

#board #doing #go #good #i

Our treasure lies in the beehive of our knowledge. We are perpetually on the way thither, being by nature winged insects and honey gatherers of the mind. ↗

— Friedrich Nietzsche

#being #honey #insects #knowledge #lies

Not all men are the same, you know. With someone such as Gavriel, I would suggest appearing aloof, not chasing too much. He might see that as suffocating rather than charming." Her words are sharp, but her voice is sweet, like honey on the edge of a blade, and meant to be cutting. I comfort myself with the knowledge that if Duval ever feels smothered by me, it will be because I am holding a pillow over his face and commending his soul to Mortain. ↗

— R.L. LaFevers

#madame-hivern #men

I play a curator, the most American part you can think of. My work is to protect the Declaration of Independence. I work at the National Archives in Washington. ↗

— Diane Kruger

#archives #curator #declaration #i #independence

I was a big and un-ironic fan of Dear Abby when I was a kid in Chicago. I think I sort of internalized her. So I have this inner Abby: cranky, proper, folksy yet scathing, with a beehive hairdo. But that's my issue. ↗

— George Saunders

#big #chicago #cranky #dear #fan

There is a number among us, young and old, of all sorts almost among us, that swarm up and down towns, and woods, and fields, whose care and work hitherto hath been like bees, only to get honey to their own hive. ↗

— Thomas Shepard

#among #been #bees #care #down

To do anything in this world worth doing, we must not stand back shivering and thinking of the cold and danger, but jump in, and scramble through as well as we can. ↗

— Sydney Smith

#back #cold #danger #doing #jump