#lowly

Signs of fatigue soon manifested themselves more and more strongly, and slowly the men dropped out one by one, from sheer exhaustion. No murmur of complaint, however, would be heard. ↗

— Fritz Kreisler

#dropped #exhaustion #fatigue #heard #however

As people grow up and they want more freedom, it's on an individual basis, children want to have more freedom, you've got to allow that, so how do you balance it. I would say let it evolve, move as quickly or slowly as people would like to move. ↗

— Goh Chok Tong

#balance #basis #children #evolve #freedom

People want the right to die at a time of their own choosing. Too many families have watched helplessly as a relative dies slowly, longing for death. ↗

— Polly Toynbee

#death #die #dies #families #helplessly

The same people who are murdered slowly in the mechanized slaughterhouses of work are also arguing, singing, drinking, dancing, making love, holding the streets, picking up weapons and inventing a new poetry. ↗

— Raoul Vaneigem

#arguing #dancing #drinking #holding #inventing

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

The terrible thing about terrorism is that ultimately it destroys those who practice it. Slowly but surely, as they try to extinguish life in others, the light within them dies. ↗

— Terry Waite

#destroys #dies #extinguish #life #light

Also at the top of the list was my three day appearance on 'Press Your Luck'. In addition to the intense competition of each of those games, it slowly started to dawn on me in the minutes between tapings that I was winning some serious money. ↗

— Randy West

#also #appearance #between #competition #dawn

More people than ever are slowly but surely turning their ears toward poetry. ↗

— Saul Williams

#ever #more #more people #people #poetry

The path that went by the little house had become a road. Almost every day Laura and Mary stopped their playing and stared in surprise at a wagon slowly creaking by on that road. ↗

— Laura Ingalls Wilder

#become #day #every #every day #had

When you are old and gray and full of sleep, and nodding by the fire, take down this book and slowly read, and dream of the soft look your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep. ↗

— William Butler Yeats

#deep #down #dream #eyes #fire