#host

When I finish as the host of 'Jeopardy!' I'm going to go up to Taft in central California. They have a small college there that teaches you about oil drilling. ↗

— Alex Trebek

#california #central #college #drilling #finish

Until the rise of American advertising, it never occurred to anyone anywhere in the world that the teenager was a captive in a hostile world of adults. ↗

— Gore Vidal

#american #anyone #anywhere #captive #hostile

Freeing hostages is like putting up a stage set, which you do with the captors, agreeing on each piece as you slowly put it together; then you leave an exit through which both the captor and the captive can walk with sincerity and dignity. ↗

— Terry Waite

#both #captive #captors #dignity #each

Beijing's Olympics were very grand - they were trying to throw a party for the world, but the hosts didn't enjoy it. The government didn't care about people's feelings because it was trying to create an image. ↗

— Ai Weiwei

#because #beijing #care #create #enjoy

Once the command of the air is obtained by one of the contending armies, the war becomes a conflict between a seeing host and one that is blind. ↗

— H. G. Wells

#armies #becomes #between #blind #command

I do believe in ghosts. Freaky things will happen, and I'm like, 'The wind didn't do that! Some spirit did'. ↗

— Devon Werkheiser

#did #freaky #ghosts #happen #i

The doctor from the mainland came and went. Silence settled over the island again, like a displaced curtain falling back in thickened, heavier folds. For there was a different quality in the silence now. It had tasted something, rich food on which it had long been thinly rationed. Shadowy things were trooping up, called by that scent of blood, like flies that smell carrion. They were not strangers to the old house; they had been ill-fed and at a distance, now they were hungry and avid and near. ↗

— Evangeline Walton

#ghost #horro #supernatural #food

I'm hosting weekend retreats all over America. It is like a 24-hour slumber party for moms. We laugh, eat, play games, get massages, win prizes, talk about parenting and even cry a bit. ↗

— Lisa Whelchel

#america #bit #cry #eat #even

I was obsessed with 'Ghostbusters.' ↗

— Wil Wheaton

#i #obsessed

He fills me with horror and I do not hate him. How can I hate him, Raoul? Think of Erik at my feet, in the house on the lake, underground. He accuses himself, he curses himself, he implores my forgiveness!...He confesses his cheat. He loves me! He lays at my feet an immense and tragic love. ... He has carried me off for love!...He has imprisoned me with him, underground, for love!...But he respects me: he crawls, he moans, he weeps!...And, when I stood up, Raoul, and told him that I could only despise him if he did not, then and there, give me my liberty...he offered it...he offered to show me the mysterious road...Only...only he rose too...and I was made to remember that, though he was not an angel, nor a ghost, nor a genius, he remained the voice...for he sang. And I listened ... and stayed!...That night, we did not exchange another word. He sang me to sleep. ↗

— Gaston Leroux

#ghost #horror #phantom #forgiveness