#lon

The decorator of Las Colimas must have been a great admirer of both early Aztec and late Taco Bell architectural styles. ↗

— Ilona Andrews

#kate #kate-daniels #las-colimas #magic-bites #styles

We learned a verse of this and that and we were having fun with the songs. Tommy would make up stories to go along with them and I would yell at him, 'Hey, stupid, that's not right,' and he was like a silly kid trying to impress. ↗

— Dick Smothers

#fun #go #having #having fun #hey

Shirley Maclaine once said that she didn't want to be a big star, just a long star. That's what I want too. ↗

— Joyce DeWitt

#big star #i #just #long #maclaine

I learned the strange art of loneliness, the weathered yearning that swells and passes, and swells and passes, when you walk a trail alone. ↗

— Anna Carey

#art

We got a little waylaid along the way. The whole problem started about 10 years ago with management and legal battles, then still trying to make albums while I was doing all of that. ↗

— Pat Travers

#ago #albums #along #battles #doing

The lonesome and desperate kids out there, that pain will translate to magic perhaps. ↗

— Tenacious D

#desperate #loners #magic #pain #art

I wish I could say we all lived happily ever after. I can't. But I can say we lived. Our love for Nate lives, and he's left us this piece of himself in his art; it was his gift to us. We know him through his art, and I can take comfort in that. I guess the thing about high school is, it's the moment when you start to cross from a being a kid to being an adult, and this journey to know yourself begins. Nate's journey ended to early, and I thought I had to run away to some far-off land to start mine. But, for now, it seems to me that I have enough to explore right here. There's a whole continent to discover in myself, and I know that it's love - love for my parents, my friends, my brother, and my art - that will guide me. Love will be my map. ↗

— Lisa Ann Sandell

#cora #experiences #fondness #friendship #guidance

It seemed an advantage to be traveling alone. Our responses to the world are crucially moulded by whom we are with, we temper our curiosity to fit in with the expectations of others...Being closely observed by a companion can inhibit us from observing others; we become taken up with adjusting ourselves to the companion's questions and remarks, we have to make ourselves seem more normal than is good for our curiosity. ↗

— Alain de Botton

#art

You're great but you're not there when I go to bed at night or get up in the morning. You don't make me a cup of tea after a hard day at work, or rub my back in the bath. I'm sick of being lonely. Is that so wrong?  ↗

— Eleanor Prescott

#relationships #art

Your own exploration therefore has to be personalized; you're doing it for yourself, increasing your own store of particular knowledge, walking your own eccentric version of the city. ↗

— Geoff Nicholson

#art