#lon

If you live long enough, you'll experience everything. ↗

— Robert Torricelli

#everything #experience #live #long #you

A gold book, fastened together in the shape of a book by wires of the same metal, had been dug up in the northern part of the state of New York, and along with the book an enormous pair of gold spectacles! ↗

— Charles Anthon

#been #book #dug #enormous #fastened

Fear of error which everything recalls to me at every moment of the flight of my ideas, this mania for control, makes men prefer reason's imagination to the imagination of the senses. And yet it is always the imagination alone which is at work. ↗

— Louis Aragon

#always #control #error #every #everything

The reason I love comics more than anything else is that the longest story will be just a few pages. With a novel, it takes so many pages to get to one thing happening. ↗

— Sergio Aragones

#comics #else #few #get #happening

They're sheep. They like Bush enough to credit him with saving the nation after 9/11. Three thousand people get killed, and everybody thinks they're next on the list. The president comes along, and he's got his six-guns strapped on, and people think he's going to save them. ↗

— Ed Asner

#along #bush #comes #credit #enough

The desire is thy prayers; and if thy desire is without ceasing, thy prayer will also be without ceasing. The continuance of your longing is the continuance of your prayer. ↗

— Saint Augustine

#ceasing #continuance #desire #longing #prayer

The soul, which is spirit, can not dwell in dust; it is carried along to dwell in the blood. ↗

— Augustine of Hippo

#blood #carried #dust #dwell #soul

I used to have a list of things from my school buddies of what kind of art material they wanted. I'd go up to the West End of London and spend the whole day knocking stuff off. ↗

— Ronald Biggs

#buddies #day #end #go #i

When one by one our ties are torn, and friend from friend is snatched forlorn; when man is left alone to mourn, oh! then how sweet it is to die! ↗

— Anna Letitia Barbauld

#die #forlorn #friend #how #left

For the theatre one needs long arms; it is better to have them too long than too short. An artiste with short arms can never, never make a fine gesture. ↗

— Roland Barthes

#artiste #better #fine #gesture #long